" Master smiled as he pushed Bandy and then Bush away, and finally Barley as well, wanting to speak to me as I knelt in front of him. "I have your tag..., girl," he said, reaching into the breast pocket of his flannel shirt. There were three of them, heart shaped and shiny, although one was red.I leaned forward eagerly as I'd been waiting a long time for this. The other dogs had their tags and my collar felt light without them. It's a small thing, perhaps, but it was important to me. To my Master. Dry. Her throat was dry. And tired. Drink would be good. It would require movement, though. Movement upwards. Maybe Tammy could just pour it into her mouth...OK, this was getting silly. With a loud groan, which to her ears was embarrassingly theatrical, Nona first pushed herself back into the bed, then forced her body upward. She sat up, stopping as she achieved a vertical sitting position."No, no, don't go ... drink would be good..." She shook her head, trying to wake. Her straight black hair. "Ohhhhh..." she sighed, trying to keep it quiet as Keenum's giant organ entered her body while her boyfriend of four years was right down the stairs. Keenum looked down at where the pink lips of her beautiful cunt gripped the top portion of his swollen member. He grabbed the sides of her soft hips with his strong hands, holding her steady. He pushed himself into her, not relenting until his entire organ slipped into her horny vagina. Her eyes closed and she winced as she felt his hardness deep. She had sent DeeDee, the class slut, on Monday and apparently had planned to send a girl named Heather over the night before. Olivia calling and demanding an appointment with him that day had kept him from going home to find and fuck Heather. What bothered Dave most about this was that his daughter was arranging it and the fact that Dave had actually fucked DeeDee and had been looking forward to going home to see what girl Emily would send next.Dave jotted down a note to himself to call Emily.