She slowly eased herself down on my cock until she was all the way in and i could feel her pussy against my balls. She stated to bounce up and down on...it riding it like a fuckin bull rider. She picked up speed and i began to thrust upward every time she would come down. The groans and whimpers were beginning to grow in volume. I reached up and grabbed a tit in each hand and squeezed and massaged them as so was going. I then started pinching and rolling her enormous nipples. Apparently this was. Barbara shrugged slightly. “Well, everything else is almost the same. Besides, we won’t be wearing bras, so who cares.”“What? No bras?”“Will you settle down! Jeeze, you’d think you’d never worn a halter top before!” Barbara rooted around in her closet another couple of minutes before pulling out a short dress. She peeled it off the hanger and tossed it across the room. “Here, try this on. It’s a little small for me, but probably just right for you.”“You’re kidding, right?” Barbara stared at the. He then hiked her skirt up, all the way. His eyes moved lustfully down her body, followed by his hands, exploring it fully. He paused at her nipples, little pebbles under her red lacy bra, and kissed them lightly on the bra, which only made them get harder and made Lindsey groan with satisfaction. When he got to her legs, he started with her knee, kissing and feeling his way up, past her soft thigh, till she was positively moaning when he got to her pussy lips. The wet was showing right through. "Come on Butter Cup, doggies need to eat to keep their fine coat of hair and muscle strong." She punctuated by patting my left thigh. I looked up at my owner and whined. "Don't be like that, this was the most expensive doggy food I could get with your credit card. But if you don't like it, the store does serve cat food!" With great reluctance I lowered my head to the bowl. The smell was also awful, yet I opened my mouth and began eating. I had to really.