Susan unbuttoned her winter coat, spreading the material to each side. When Brad wasn’t looking she unfastened two buttons on her top. She purposely...didn’t wear a bra and leaning a certain way would give him a view of her bare left nipple.“Cheers,” she offered, holding her coffee cup to meet Brad’s cup.“Cheers,” he replied and his eyes were drawn to the deep opening of her top. She adjusted her pose more towards him, the material falling away and his eyes took in her revealed nipple.She smiled. Sit up."I sat up and using the best puppy dog expression I knew, I showed her mypaw, the glove not quite fully on."Oww does sissy puppy need her Mistresses help," she smiled."Woof....woof," I answered."Good girl."She came to me and fully pulled the rubber paw glove onto my hand. I nowknew I was stuck and it would be hard to get them off. The idea of takingthem off was soon quashed by Mistress."Paw," she instructed.I gave her my left paw and she produced and fastened a bright pink cuffaround my. “It’s a puppy.” she squealed.“A very frightened puppy.” I agreed and bent down clicking my fingers.“Here boy, come on boy.”“It might be a girl.” Becky suggested, “I’ll get it some food.”It showed no sign of coming out from it’s hiding place until Becky reappeared with a saucer of milk and the remains of a lamb chop.“Come on sweetheart, come on out,” she said softly as I sat up, quite content to admire the contours of her body through the sheer gauze of her outfit.After just a few moments the. Next, Wouter lifted up slightly and moved his head down my body. After pushing my legs even wider apart, his hairy mouth went in pursuit of the three loads that my backside was hoarding.After thoroughly cleansing all the excess moisture around my manhole, his tongue finally began to snake its way into my portal. I could clearly sense from the way his lips were suctioning on my pucker that he wanted me to be fed. With his kneading hands and foraging tongue in full control of my backside, I.