That was especially true of a dog with a hairy exterior. My hair was a big advantage in the winter but in the summer I was just as happy to roam aroun... inside a nice air conditioned building or home that didn’t consider me an interloper or a danger. The last thing I wanted was to fall into the clutches of some over-zealous dog catcher or public health official that had a thing against free roaming canines out on their own in the world.I guess it was more random, but inevitable, chance that. They were all home by eleven that evening. Our ladies had enjoyed their trip to the beach. There would be many more. But duty called also. They went back to work on the following Monday. It was some few weeks later when Ashley was working late on a special project. Sgt. Wilson had allowed her to take charge of the work, and she wanted him to be proud. He had left for the day. Few people were still in the HQ building. It was quiet. When she was ready to leave she passed out of her area, locking. She also would be doing the many errands that had piled up from the summer. She’d be away from the house for many hours.Grace ran to her bedroom and pulled out her toys. She hadn’t masturbated in months and needed to get off. She was excited to play with her toys. She first took out her Hitachi magic wand. She plugged that sucker into the wall and put the vibrating head over her bare pussy. The vibrations felt amazing on her sweet cunt.She moved the head of the wand all over her pussy. She took. ." I gag, huff, make small noises, and curl inward onto myself. And then, before I can collapse, Penelope grabs me. She leans closer still and sucks my lower lip inside her mouth, gently teasing my shaking flesh with her hopelessly soft hands. Suddenly, she pulls back, flicking her raven hair behind her shoulder and exposing her blemished neck. She smiles, revealing a mouth full of rotting teeth, and she sighs. "Don't worry about anything, Harold. Don't worry about your mind or your life.