It fell away, exposing my firm, small breasts to him. He had to see that I always had small tits. I wasn't some big-breasted whore like I was in those...filthy dreams.“You oh, Daddy, yes,” I moaned as his tongue licked and lapped at my pussy. He danced over my hot flesh, driving me wild. I shuddered, grabbing his hair for support. I gripped him, my hips writhing from side to side. I ground on his face and savored every little licking flutter of his tongue. He did such naughty things to me. I. I resigned myself to the fact that it would be awhile before I'd get home. So there I sat, alone, flustered and more than a little aroused. I flipped on my radio and sat back to wait until the streets were cleared. One of my favorite songs happened to be playing… a subtle love song that seemed to work like an aphrodesiac. I closed my eyes and the two couples from earlier reappeared in my mind. I kept thinking of the two young men and imagining that the young women were both me.A tingle began to. She had watched me with Mrs Walden and Adrian, her husband. I could hardly pretend to be just a dog slut. Teena at work had become a little more attentive as well and I decided that it wouldn’t be long before we got together. Saturday morning arrived and I was really excited. I liked Claire and I wondered if she would be dominant or submissive. Either way I would enjoy her – but after the dogs.I fronted up at the breeding farm as usual and I found both Claire and Adrian strangely excited. I. I think I need to drink something...”, replied Frankie while giving her back to Merder and Vic, but then she turned around and approached her guests.“Or maybe I guess I can drink other kind of beverage”, teased the redhead, touching the boys’ crotches. Merder and Vic quickly blushed with that.“So, you noticed?”, asked Vic.“I know I am not a bombshell, but I am flattered to see I can excited men like you boys...”“S...S... Sorry, you are so attractive and all, and...”, Merder was interrupted by a.