I’m pretty sure there isn’t any resentment, no jealousy. She’s simply better at it and, in this instance, it’s more important to her.It’s an...insular world, herding sheep and cattle. And as you move from local competitions — among friends mostly — to regional to national ... well the pressure goes up. It becomes more intense.Not that you could tell from observing Pilar and Hobo. She is as cool and casual, on the outside anyway, as if they were playing with a Frisbee on the roof of the. The force of his snout hitting her cunt almost took her breath away.“OMG! Sultan, stop that!” Mrs. Norris said. “I’m so sorry, Claire,” she said tugging and pulling Sultan away. “It’s like I told you on the phone, he’s friendly all right, but all too friendly around us girls! Your mom said you trained your dog Duke not to do that, do you think you can handle Sultan?”Sultan raised up on his hind legs, tugging against his collar, wanting to return to Claire, Claire glanced at his large cock. She looked at me with eyes I could only read as horny. They wandered down my body and stayed at my cock, that was swelling fast. Her eyes grew as it was now rock hard and pressed down like a steel spring down my thigh. She got a smile on her lips and looked at me with bold, hungry eyes. I looked back, horny to the point of delirous. "Staying in Jacksonville long?" she asked. "A year" I managed to reply, with witheld breath. "Student?" she asked, and stroked her firm thigh. "Yeah" I said. The. The two women air-kissed at the entrance to the restaurant while theconcierge held the door open for them and more heads turned as they madetheir way to the bar escorted by Bradley Freeman who had arrived inVeronique's car."When I see you dressed like this Taylor I can almost forgive you forbeing AWOL today." His fingers brushed Taylor's buttocks as he put hishand in the small of her back to guide her to the bar and Taylor doubtedthat the ass-grab was accidental.She spent the evening schmoozing.