Hey, whatever floats your boat is doggone okay with me. My first dog was a black, Scottish Terrier, appropriately named, Blackie. We did not have him ...ll that long. He barked at, chased after, and bit the vacuum, and since my mother never wanted a dog and loved her new Electrolux, he was history within a few months. Yet, after she realized how much I loved dogs and wanted a dog, we adopted Hurricane, a Miniature Manchester Terrier. Hurricane was aptly named because he was heading east from. You really think I look that good?" You look as good as the second one, and better than the first. You sawit for yourself. Didn't you?" Looks like I'm out voted in this," Jason said. "But... " But, what?" Ronnie asked.Holding up his left hand, he pointed to his wedding band, a man'swedding band, and said, "This, and it's not coming off. And, my watch."Linda said, "I'll be right back." And, she walked back into the shop."She's really a guy?" Ronnie whispered."That's what she told me. And, that. I arrived at her place about 5:30 p.m. and she answered the door wearing a yellow pastel bikini. I hadn't realized how curvy she truly was until I saw those big boobs of hers poking over the top of her bikini. It was then I heard another girl's voice.A rather shapely well tanned girl with long black hair appeared and introduced herself as Julie. She was also wearing a bikini but hers was turquois blue. She also had a substantial large set of breasts poking out of her top as well. Julie said,. Curling my fingers, she took my index finger and ran it slowly into her crease. My finger tip felt warm and sticky with her juices. With a sharp inhale, she slipped my finger inside her pussy.My eyes must have looked like bread plates, as I felt her. Soft, warm, and so wet. She let out a faint moan as she pushed my finger in and out of her, faster and faster. She started to buck in bed, one hand on her tit with a tattoo of a moon peeking out from a pair of clouds. Before long, both her hands.