.."My wife laughed and said, "I don't care, John." She gave my now erect cock another long and loving lick. Still keeping a tight grip on my cock, she...began crawling on top of me, her free hand taking hold of my chin as she hovered over me, lowering her head until our lips were almost brushing and we could see our reflections in each other's eyes. In a voice choked with lust, my wife again repeated, "I don't care, John. You've fucked me like you haven't since we were k**s and I love it. Peek at. He was so gentle towards her and was also so pretty. She loved how easily he had opened up to her. However, it also made her wonder if Sandra had turned him into a lapdog, instead of a real dog.Sandra, who had been hovering between falling asleep and waking up, finally noticed that she wasn't alone in her room anymore. She opened her eyes and saw Melinda sitting in front of her, petting Timmy. It made her smile again, because Timmy was so trusting towards Melinda. Not many of her friends had. When I came she milked me dry, that is when Sophie, spray cum all over my face.They then decided that they needed to clean the sex off me; they did so with their tongues. They then kissed me goodbye. I slowly made way back and arrived sporting a hard on. My dad said?“I take it that you could not find a spot secluded enough”“No dad” was my reply.It was three days, before I meet Sophie and Izzy again. It was at a dance not a barn dance but a disco for the teenagers staying at the resort a. " Yes, Sir. I still would not trade it." If you can still say that in about 10 or so minutes from now, I'll know I have a "keeper" so to speak."Her face drained of color. But, she squared her shoulders, looked me dead in the eye and said "This "Keeper" is ready Sir."You've got to admire the bravery.I find her so impressive in every way.I told her to stand where she was. She was not to move an inch.I went over to my dresser and reached down to lowest drawer on the right. I opened it, and took.