The more I saw of her the more amazing and impressive she became.It was now or never to set things in motion."Hey, hello," I said to her. Not too loud...as I didn't want to startle her. But loud enough for her to hear over the din of traffic, "Miss. McCallister, right?" She gave a slight start of surprise and she turned to the side trying to figure out where I was standing in relation to her. "Oh, uh, yes, hello!" she replied breathlessly with a smile that was completely endearing. I stared at. I closed my thighs; but the huge dog growled in response.Realizing that he could probably bite me; I opened again my legs.He immediately resumed his licking. My thong was soon soaked with his saliva. I was scared, but getting aroused at same time.The dog began to lick the thin cotton into my swollen pussy lips. And the worse part was… that I loved the feeling.I was wondering how long was this going to last; when he suddenly grabbed hold of my thong with his teeth and he tore them open.I then. I just sat and watched as she joined her friends on the beach.What do you mean was I turned on by the sight? She was a little girl for fuck's sake. Christ! You guys are perverted.Fuck me!Anyway ... I am calm, let me tell my story please.Anyway, I must have sat there longer than I intended. I was supposed to be concentrating on this travel plan, but somehow, the day just slipped by. It was only when I realised I was hungry that I left the shelter.That's when I saw the little girl again. She had. Well, Deborah always suspected him of cheating on her mom. Once in a week, I think it was after I came back from high school, I saw Mrs. Stevenson’s’ husband Brad leave, I could tell it was business again: he had just packed his last suitcase in the car. Mrs. Stevenson sat there staring out the window watching her husband drive down the street. Then she noticed me staring at her, she smiled and waved.I did the same, and then she waved me over. When I walked in, she was sitting in an arm chair.