" As she went to the door she turned and with a sly smilesaid, "AndI won't be nice with what I've bought to fuck your hot little cunt witheither, but...that's for another day and you better believe that as well." She left Trudy still kneeling on the floor, her head full of whatthe threat meant. She washed the sticky juice from her face and went tobed, lying there for hours, Darlene's words ringing in her brain. That weekend and the first days of the following week were wonderful.Bob came and. Organizamos donde nos iba a quedar empezamos a compartir y a meternos al rio a bañar Diana como siempre muy recatada entro con ropa encima de su bikini a bañar al rio llevaba una camisetica gris de manga corta pegada al cuerpo que apenas le cubría hasta la cintura y le dejaba ver su bonita figura y unos shorcitos de tela que apenas le cubría ese culo redondito y nalgón fue meterse al agua y empezar a parar vergas toda esa ropa se le pego y se le empezó a meter por sus deliciosos pliegues, el. I assured her that I believed this batch would be a success and excused myself. She thanked me profusely and insisted that I come to her party that evening. I thanked her for the offer but declined, saying I had some work to do. A party was the last thing I wanted that weekend. And that was basically it, or so I thought. Sunday, the following weekend, there was a familiar knock on my door. When I answered the familiar face of Adele was standing there. She was holding a plastic container and my. “Pity me driver. I am the bitch” I thought. I snapped a lead onto his collar (the dog not the driver) and led him down to the shed and the pens. Cindy followed. “I don’t think the pen will be large enough” I said “he will be too cramped”. Cindy agreed “Tie him up in the shed and I will ring the guy who made the pens and get him to make a bigger one. “Come on boy. I will tie you up until we fix up a home for you” I said. I tied him and stepped back to look at him. “My God I hope you don’t kill.