.”She looks up at Leo as she continues to fondle the dog’s chest, working her hands over his short hair, down under his belly. Rubbing her hand ov...r his sheath, against his cock ... She giggles as she feels it beginning to get hard. “Oooooh, that feels nice...” She says, looking to her partner rather than our cameras.She rubs it faster, wrapping her fingers around it, gripping it ... Beginning to jerk it. “This is hilarious!” She laughs, “I’m wanking a bloody dog!”From the look on her face she. Sandra knew she could neverachieve the things that Michelle did.Michelle sat back in her chair thinking. In a little more that twoyears, she would be the president.Throughout the next year, she had rallies, marches, public speeches andtelevised interviews. Her paper turned out glowing reports aboutMichelle and Ryan's papers slandered Julianna's name as much aspossible. Her presses printed out posters glorifying Michelle. One hadMichelle standing proud bathed in a red glow on a dark background. Why don’t you take those bottoms off and put them with your top?”Slowly, making a little strip tease of it, I removed my bikini bottoms, throwing them over the where the top lay. I cupped my breasts in my hands, looking straight at him, then slid one down to cover my mound. Slipping a finger into the slit, I started rubbing my clit, making sure that he was watching. His eyes were glued to my hand, so I reached further down, and shoved a finger up inside me.“I’m sorry officer, I’m just so. Being one of the younger women in the office, I know they'd love to fuck me. Teasing them with a flash of blue lace ensures I'm not alone in my frustrations. Almost time to head home. Hubby won't be home for a couple of hours yet and there's no way I can possible wait that long. The fifteen minute drive and its stop & go traffic enrages me. I need to get home. Don't they know my panties are soaked?!?I whip into the driveway at startling speed, grab my purse and rush into the house. I drop my.