He had never seen Megan so scantily clad, and that was probably what she was going to wear in front of all those Marabogan men.“What do you think, h...ney?” Megan had decided on the Brazilian bikini.Joshua had just finished putting all of his clothes away when Megan asked for his opinion.With a palpable gulp, it was pretty clear what Joshua thought of his wife’s bikini.“You…” Joshua had to take another breath. Megan simply looked hotter than the… sun. The way her green top gently pushed inward. As soon as he saw the cows, he trotted out to them and started to herd them toward the barn. It was obvious Dog had worked stock before.Even though the cows knew where they were going, Dog followed and kept them bunched up close together, nipping a leg here and barking at a wanderer there. They headed for the barn and each cow went to "her" own feed box. Dog lay down in the door on his belly, chin between his paws and watched.I gave each cow her ration of grain, took the milk buckets down from. Some of the items he had been planning on giving her Christmas night in the privacy of their own room now could be unwrapped with the rest of the presents. Eric and Shelly made the best of being snowed in. There was a fire in their condo's fireplace and a small fir tree decorated in all reds and whites the way Shelly liked. A myriad of candles flickered and glowed and the smells of evergreen and peppermint swirled through the living room. Dinner was a simple one of finger foods and hors. Marylou opened the door and let Rachel enter.Kingfisher barked. He had been lying in the corner, his head on his front paws, and he looked up and sniffed as he caught the hot scent of not one, but two creamy cunts.Rachel looked at the dog, then looked at Marylou, who was closing the door behind them. She looked puzzled."Kingfisher has a great big prick and he knows how to use it- -and he comes bucketsful, too," Marylou said."Kingfisher? You mean--the dog?" gasped Rachel."Sure. That's what I.