’ ‘And you love it.’ ‘I do.’ ‘Were you referring to the dog inGood in Bed, or the area it was named after?’ ‘Not the dog.’ His voice...was strained. ‘At the point of ooooooh.’ I slid my mouth down him again. I couldn’t help teasing. I slowly moved back up, applying some suction and working my tongue. Jeff had been right. As I felt each quiver, each jerk, each involuntary thrust, heard each uncontrollable sound, I was as aroused as if he was working on me. Each time I teased and felt his need and. I raced to his house, glad that I didn’t have to get naked before I got inside this time. I did as I was told. I was surprised by how many dirty underpants he had. It was way out of proportion to the other clothes, so he must have been saving them up. There must have been a couple dozen pair. As I collected them, I didn’t notice any skid marks, which would have grossed me out. Each one smelled faintly of his crotch sweat, my favorite scent. All piled together the smell was overpowering. . Our dog entered the room and immediately his nose went up in the air; he seemed to know what his duties were. He approached Ana lying on the carpet and he stuck his nose into her welcoming pussy.He lapped and licked as though he was born to do it. Ana started screaming and shouting that she was coming; as she urged that rough tongue deeper into her and out across her swollen clit...Then Ana got on all fours and Robby mounted her from behind.This time our nice dog had a quick performance: in. She also carried extra Henry ammunition, though she might have trouble reloading if we were involved in a heavy fight.I had two shotguns slung over my saddle horn and extra shells in my pouch at my belt. I also had both .44 Star DAs at my waist with extra cylinders and loose cartridges in another pouch. I was riding my horse beside the wagon to act as a mobile strike force if we needed it. Well, we did!We were not bothered on our way into town, but the story was different on our way home. I did.