I waited for a few minutes, and then a few more, but after nearly ten minutes Mrs Jones still hadn't text me and I began to grow impatient.I really co...ldn't wait to get my hands on my hot thirty something neighbours body and to feel her riding my cock once again, and so I finally decided to go and see her.I slipped out the backdoor of my parents house, climbed over the back fence like I had done several times now, and quickly moved to the back door, and peering in through the glass panel I. Words enough to hold you back as the others depart. "Can't get enough of me," you teasingly whisper with a smile as the rest of the group slip beyond earshot. My smile reciprocates yours. Warm eyes dancing over your gorgeousness."We could be talking about anything and there you are with such a one-track mind," I respond playfully."As if!" you giggle. "And where was your mind in the shower this morning?" you tease, a coy smile across your gloss lips, as we both instantly enjoy those naughty. ...maybeMistress Margaret can help you," she quipped over her shoulder as she ledMarcus back to the house. For the first time I was left outside in thekennel. It was very cold later that night so I snuggled up close to Butchto keep warm. I was woken my Consuela snickering at me."Seems you're his bitch now," she smirked pointing at Butch.Again I was hard with humiliation. Butch stayed the rest of the week asdid Marcus. Marcus shared Mistresses bed and I shared Butch's. The day ofthe dog show. It may seem odd but I hope so. I have always wanted another c***d and now it very well could become a dream come true,’ Carmen said in a voice so soft it was barely audible. ‘Even if I’m the father,’ I asked. ‘I know it sounds dreadful but I no longer care. You have showed me a side of me, I have never known. But can I ask a favor?’ she whispered. ‘Of course you can.’ ‘Please let it be our secret for the time being. I still don’t know what to do. Maybe in a couple of weeks you’ll grow tired of.