Francine followed her inside wearing beige slacks and a white halter top."Vanessa this my special friends Claudia,Jasmine and Francine.In a few minute... you will see why they are so special."I say to Vanessa."Oh really how so"Vanessa replies.Claudia takes Vanessa by the hand as I take Jasmine and Francine by their hands and lead them to my bedroom.Claudia removes her dress then her bra.Vanessa strips naked as do I.Jasmine takes of her top and her bra as I pulled down her pants and pulled down. When it sniffed at her crotch, she would spread her pussy for it; when it sniffed at her ass she would bend over and spread her cheeks. If it looked hungry, she would hurry to bring it food - always people food, never dog food, because dog food was for bitches like her, not for her superiors. If the dog pissed, Laura would get down on all fours and lick up its urine from the ground. And if it looked horny, she would take a position on all fours, naked, her ass in the air, the stance known as. This time all she wanted to do was to play cards.Since the weather was dull, cloudy and windy, we stepped into my small room together with a deck of cards. My eyes were drawn to Karen’s ass as I showed her in. Underneath the mini skirt I could see a pair of saggy panties hanging down. I remember overhearing what my aunt had said when they arrived. They needed to wash up some clothes because Karen had run out of panties. Now she was wearing one of her mother’s old and big panties. To my delight,. There was always going to be some mystery or some phenomenon that defied explanation. So, he was willing to accept that a house could be haunted. This house had a history that lent itself to just that. He had recently come across the journal of James Cunningham that James had apparently started after being found not guilty. It chronicled the pain his wife had put him through with the various affairs, the last one in which she fucked her paramour on their marriage bed After her lover had beat.