He was nearly hard now from her licking him, but soft enough that she could take all of him in, and she did, sticking her tongue out to make room in h...r throat, her lips closing around his shaft beneath the ridge, her fingers playing at his hairy balls, a finger tickling between his cheeks. Never had her mouth been so full, felt so satisfied. In a minute he was hard and deep in her throat. She could barely breathe but the excitement was what was really breath-taking. She swung her body over. "Daisy! How did you get in here? What the hell are you doing?" Joey's Golden Retreiver stopped giving me a tongue job, looked at me and barked.Of course Les woke up with all the commotion. It took her a second to figure out what was going on, but with what she'd heard me say, the fact that I had a wet hard on and there was a panting dog with her tongue hanging out of her mouth, she caught on pretty quick. So she started laughing.She finally slowed down a bit, looked over at the end table and. She handled it beautifully. ‘I’m forty-three years old Douglas er Doug. I’m not bothered about my moral reputation and I certainly don’t require a chaperone. You don’t need one do you?’ ‘I…um…was thinking about you.’ ‘Oh, how charming. Thank you Doug, and I really mean that. I can’t wait to get your hands all over me.’ Doug looked for a quick exit other than the lagoon. ‘Relax Doug, you’re staying. Let’s have a drink.’ Kitty handed Doug a beer and disappeared, returning after awhile hair dried. January 4, 1988, Chicago, IllinoisThe management team was gathered in a small conference room after the staff meeting. We had a number of items to discuss, including software piracy, budgets, and hiring. The budget was quickly dispensed with, because nobody had any issues with it, and we’d all seen preliminary numbers the previous week. The hiring request was dealt with just as quickly, as nobody disagreed with Cindi that we needed another full-time salesperson. The only question was the low.