I felt my pussy was too wet.I finally told him I had to stop and he asked why.He said: “You can stop only for a while, bitch… think I will fuck yo...r ass…”I sat down on my knees relaxing my aching jaws.Suddenly Richard got up, grabbed me by the hair and grabbed to the master bedroom. He pushed me onto the bed face down and then he smacked my ass hard and again, and again, reminding me I was his bitch.Then began to tongue my asshole. About five minutes later, he told me to just lay there and. I’m tearing up now, writing this. I loved that dog. ‘I miss you, Buster.’ After Buster, I decided that a mutt was a much better dog to own than a pedigree. So, I returned to the Animal Rescue League and adopted Brandy. Brandy, Dachshund and Shepherd, was a funny looking dog that the rescue had difficulty placing. Imagine for a second, a dog that looks like a German Shepherd, ears, coloring, and tail, but has an elongated body with short little legs. My brother used to call him Low Rider. Yes, I. I was shocked to see that I had spent the entire afternoon with Mr. Randolph reading and photographing the documents. He stayed with me the entire time, happily sharing his wealth of knowledge of his ancestors. I had found a kindred spirit in love of history in spite the fifty plus years difference in age. I thanked him profusely and promised I would send him a copy of my term paper when it was finished.--oooOooo--Supper was a grab bag of leftovers served early after reheating in the microwave.. "He looks absolutely scrumptious, doesn't he Karen?" Beverly asked. She was rubbing her palms together and looking down at Tommy as he lay exposed on the carpet. "Let's give him what he really wants... I told you earlier that I thought we could keep him teased on the edge for AT LEAST a half hour without letting him cum, didn't I? Well, let's really go for it. I'll bet you $20 I can keep him squirming on the edge for... a whole hour! If I'm right, you owe me $20. If he cums before then I'll pay.