It was my cotton nightie I had left on her couch last night. I could have denied it when she asked me if it was mine, but I didn’t. I said it looked...like one of mine and asked her where she found it. She said one of the dogs had found it, the big male, on her couch. He had sniffed it out and was carrying it around in his mouth. I though to myself, was he doing that because my scent was on it, was I busted?I though for a moment then said that I had done a load of laundry over there one day when. Miserably, Marie did as she was told, blushing even more as she saw his gaze dart down to her pussy and back to her face. When she was exposed to his liking, he smiled, a bit smugly, she thought, and said, "Now, go."Marie's body obeyed, to her surprise, and released an embarrassingly loud stream of urine into the toilet. She managed to keep her eyes on his, barely, although she couldn't hold back a little moan of distress as she let him witness this most private of acts. Only a sheer effort of. He rubs your clit in a circular motion while moving the other two fingers back and forth across the only portion of rough skin on your entire body. Your hips begin to swivel around slightly and your back arches instinctively, but as soon as you realize these things are happening you try to stop them. After a few minutes of stimulating you, he pulls his fingers out, sucks them clean in his mouth, and then says "Mmmm, you're ready." He takes a half step forward and begins sliding his still hard. " Becca said while she walked up to me."Roll these sleeves up." Denice said while she and Becca helped me roll up my sleeves."Ok, watch this." Gina said while she started to unbutton the top buttons of the shirt."One more." Denice said. "Look at you." Gina said.I looked in the mirror and I could see my bra really good, I could see my boobs and my tummy, I was amazed and I felt really really sexy!"Perfect." I said."Now let the shirt fall down one of your shoulders from time to time, your boobs.