She felt a little dizzy and gasp for breath. He whole body tingled from her sneaking this look. She wanted that bag, and bad. Her mind raced with ways...to get it. Dad would surely know if she took it, and questions might be asked. She got an idea. She went and got another pair of her panties just like the cummed on ones in dads bag. She wiped her wet pussy with them to get her aroma on them. She went back and with her finger wiped some wet cum on the new ones, and then switched them. Her fingers. And if he ever did find such anunderstanding and sexually ambidextrous woman, Bill was not at all surehow he would go about broaching the subject of his sexual duality.As it happened, the heels, mysteriously showing up on his doorstep asthey had, proved to be Bill's salvation. For all intent and purposes,they turned his life around. They proved to be the major factor involvedin rebuilding his sense of self-worth. Basically, they made him feel goodabout himself. All things considered, even if it. I’d love to fuck you in the ass. The others can have your dog filled cunt.”The fourth dog was a black Labrador called Mate. His handler was also the owner, Bryan Gibbs. A young man who looked around the same age as my sons. The dog did not seem at all interested in anything, especially me. Even when Bryan moved him up to me and pushed the dog’s head between my legs he just gave me a cursory lick and then flopped down on the floor licking his balls.Some of the audience actually booed and jeered. I turned and went back into the hall and gave thanks that she'd been able to afford a small two-bedroom apartment. Had any part of me touched that bed, I'm certain I would have shattered like a fine crystal vase on a concrete floor. I fell across the guest bed and was asleep before knew I'd closed my eyes.When I awoke it was dark, and I smelled something that ignited so many wonderful memories that for a few seconds I forgot where I was and why I thought I was alone. Steak! There is no smell.