And to learn from that trailblazing. My mother tsk-tsked a bit, but I think she was secretly pleased. My sex appeal was, in her mind, a positive refle...tion on her. Maybe it was.In any case, it was an enlightening experience. I learned a little about the alcohol business. Some about bars. More about human nature. It was no shock that guys wanted to score pussy, I’d known that for eons. But it was interesting the degree of desperation as the night went on. As the drinks went down.Maybe the girls. This slut will soon learn, and I will enjoy every lesson it takes until she does.The soft area at the back of her knees is particularly responsive and I enjoy the sight as she hangs from her wrist restraints, legs buckled. Soon her back is criss-crossed from shoulder to ankle with scarlet ridges of swollen flesh that I know will be burning into my little fuck toy. Moving until I am again by her side my hands begin to rub the sensitive flesh. Rough circular movements break the tender skin and I. She agrees and this guy is right on time. I know how guys think and this is a good sign as he is hot for something. I am at home sitting around getting worked up on the computer looking at threesomes and thinking about how she is putting the moves on this guy. About two hours go by and she sends me a phone picture of his fingers deep in her pussy under the table at a fancy restaurant. She is as wet as ever and she tells me that he is definitely into having some hot sex when they come back to. But then it came to the point where I would think about it many times during the day, sneaking glances at my own dog and wondering...My dog is gorgeous, let me get that straight from the start. I've always thought rottweilers were the most beautiful dogs in the world, so when my friend's rotty had pups, I was there in a flash to tell him to save one for me. His name is Shadow, because as a puppy he used to follow me around everywhere. Original, I know. But now he is a proud and strong dog and.