“Great book. Great insights on what makes up our soul. It’s not on the scholastic list, though.” I pressed on: “There’s this scene where a w...man is skating on a frozen pond. Suddenly she’s ravished from behind by a mysterious stranger, but she doesn’t mind, in fact she wants it to happen. He just lifts her skirts and starts fucking. Then he disappears unseen. The fact that it could have been anyone is part of the appeal to her.” He started laughing, his cock pulling deliciously against me with. But that was in the past, he’d learned his lessons and had made adjustments. Today would be different. There was a lot of money riding on it, not to mention his pride.He was pleased with his reconnoiter, having picked up on a few of the defensive positions his men had taken. The sounds of the advance scouts’ engagement told him his plan was working. The other side would be led further away, giving his second line a chance to approach the enemy camp. Once they were in place they’d be ready to. .."But the huge dog merely looked down at her with a superior air, appearing to be waiting for something. What was it? What more did he need?"Lick me," she blurted out blatantly, surrendering. "Lick my cunt."The big dog appeared to laugh, and then his head inclined and he moved forward between her scissor-opened legs. With a single long, swiping movement, his snout went down and forward, and then his tongue was snaking out lizard-like and whipping through the moist wet furrow of her vulnerably. That was the first time Mike or Liz had heard “Mistress” used and it caught both their attentions. Brent didn’t even think anything of it.“Yes, Brent?” Emma replied leaning forward to look over at him.“I’d like to announce some news myself if I may go over to my clothes?”“Sure, go ahead,” she said.I returned with some paper towels and spray bottle of window cleaner. I got on my knees and started wiping up Brent’s cum first.Brent rooted around in his pants and walked back, still naked, with.