Sarah came in from the kitchen, introduced herself again, and was soon gone. Peggy’s mom was a very attractive woman of, maybe, fifty years, and I n...ticed with some relief that there was neither a Pa nor a Grandpa anywhere in sight. It occurred to me that Mother Sarah would have been perfect for the role of Church Pickup Artist in the scenario that Rollie had described – if only Sarah Gabriel had been a churchgoer. Imagine if Sarah had picked me up at church and brought me home to meet her. Maybe in a few years. Hey, while Im here, Im looking for a dog sitter for tomorrow. Would either of you be interested in that? Sorry, allergic. Said Sheila quickly. Brittany pondered for a moment. She liked Grizzly, he wouldnt give her any problems, besides maybe the occasional pussy lick. Youd have to wear clothes, Im afraid. I cant have you at my house with nothing on. And it would keep Grizzly from getting excited. Brittany looked up at Tom, it was like he read her mind. Okay, Id like to. As she looked around she was impressed; the office was spacious and almost divided into two sections, the main section contained a large almost ornamental desk which would not look out of place in a financial office; a luxurious double leather settee facing the desk and a back of filing cabinets behind the desk. She walked over to the settee and as she did so she glanced at the other section of the office which was the exact thing you would expect to see in a gynaecologist's examination room. I was so wanton someone could have started to shove a Volkswagen up my ass, and I would have let them. But instead, Jim got on his knees and started to work his thick shank of cock into my pussy. I couldnt believe how filled up it made me feel, and I started to wail and moan. Charlotte opened her eyes and instructed me. Oh, good. How does that feel, Sissy? Do you like the way a real cock throbs inside you? Its so much better than a toy, dont you think? Yes, maam. But its so big. It hurts a.