She’s worried you’ll say something to implicate yourself,” Frank said, and then smiled. “This isn’t my first rodeo.”I listened as Frank ga...e her his credentials and then outlined what I would say in the interview. He took some notes and then handed to phone to me.“Hi, this is David,” I said.“Ms. Dixon. Just say what Frank has told you. Only answer what is asked, do not embellish. Treat this as if you have just come home drunk and your parents’ car is missing.”That made me smile. I could play. He said something like "yeah, get that ass ready for me," but I saw in his eyes he wasn't up for it. That's when I walked over to the two of them. I could see a question raise in my wife's eyes as I reached for the back of his head and guided it to her pussy."Don't you want a taste of her? I mean a real taste?"Her eyes lit up as I guided his head downward, down to where his lips were mashed into her wetness. He didn't object, he just went with it. So did she.I reached down for his balls. He. After that I found that it was easy to clean so from then on I used high heels to blow my load in, after a while I would slide my cock in them, I loved it! I used a bunch of heels but always loved the black ones. One night all I could think about was heels, so when my parents went out one night, I decided to wear some. The way they made me feel was amazing! I blew twice as much with heels on. One night I saw a dress hanging on my mothers side of the wardrobe that looked like one that a girl in. “ Roll over.” I led on my back and rolled over, barking sometimes. “ Good girl!” Mistress threw me a piece of chocolate and I caught it in my mouth, and happily ate it. Then mistress threw a rubber bone. “ Fetch.” I crawled over, picking it up with my teeth and returning it to the foot of my mistress. I was rewarded with another piece of chocolate. “ I think you are trained enough for me to give. Oh and puppies don't wear clothes you silly dog.” I had forgot I was still dressed, but my.