The minute Dana had gotten off the phone, it had rung again."Hello?" Dana said. She looked at Jen. "Um, what if I say she's not here?... Well then, wh...t if I say she is?"Jen raised her eyebrows at her friend.Dana raised hers back, covering up the receiver. "It's Ryan," she explained. "He said, 'Is my girlfriend there?' and I said, 'What if she's not?' and he goes, 'Then I'll be happy.'" He'll be happy?" asked Jen."Yeah, and then I say, 'What if she is here, ' and he says, 'Then I'll be sad.'". Wondering if the workmen would have stroked my cunt before fucking me. My dog loved attention as did my donkey. And, if I can reveal one of my dearest secrets…can I?…I guess I will if you promise not to tell:My secret is this. I had long ago discovered my own sexuality and my sexiness with animals. I was fascinated with their “tools” as I called them and they were excited by my “charms” as I called them. Their tools and my charms excited each of us accordingly and there we three were in. He had talked to his parents awhile back about using his cottage for the trip and had agreed to let him have his friends there unsupervised. Unfortunately for them, his sister and her friend were working up there so they would be there as well. At least they would be working for the day he said to himself and hopefully wouldn't be too much of a bother.He was just about to pull into the driveway when his best friend Jack suddenly spoke out, "Are we close?" This was about the 100th time he'd. In his mind, she was a plus size version of a Hooter’s waitress. The tee shirt, the tight shorts had him in a constant state of arousal. He was transfixed as he covertly watched his mom bend, stretch and kneel. Her braless tits bounced disturbingly. When she bent over to reach a lower cabinet, the already tight shorts, stretched and strained to contain their contents. His cock hardened as he recalled watching his cock slide between her ass cheeks into the hot sauna of her pussy.At first, his.