" I know," I nodded. "Daddy probably misses all that fun. He was a colonel, you know. I bet my dad fucked a hundred fags. Thousands maybe, and a lot p...ettier than that one too." Could be," Eric shrugged, but he sounded sort of doubtful."Poor Daddy," I sighed again, shifting to get more comfortable as Eric pushed my face towards his swollen cock.Mom came home about the time I was on my back with my head hanging over the edge of the sofa. Eric was fucking my mouth and he had a straight shot down. Winston welcomed him a with a brotherly hug. Olu declared, "Welcome to the family, brother. I will be the guardian of my sisters in your marriage. You had better do what you promised, or I will have to punish you, old friend."Winston replied, "If I fail in my promises, Olu, you have my permission to punish me, old friend."Mama Odumosu announced, "Back home, the religious wedding follows soon after the traditional engagement ceremony, and often there is a registry office wedding as well. I have. And then that naughty streak of mine came out again. Sitting beside the TV (which i'd already switched off) was a small box of complementary chocolates tied with a little pink ribbon. i couldn't help myself... i pulled the ribbon off the box before crossing to the bed and tying it in a neat bow round his cock! Then i turned to leave... Then i don't know if i should tell you this but... well, his wallet was just laying there open and crammed full. He was rich, i'm not... he'd hardly miss a few. There's one great old dog musher over in Warsaw that's forgotten more about dog mushing than we'll ever know, and he's agreed to help where he can, too; after all, he got us started."So, to help encourage things, the Spearfish Lake Humane Society has agreed to sponsor a special class in the endurance race. The Pound Puppies class will be limited to a five-dog maximum, and all dogs are to be either strays, or survivors of the dog pound. They've promised a nice trophy, and Mark and I will throw.