Taken by surprise, Scuford rolled over. The burglar tried to gave him a knee, but he was hampered by his pants. The beardog once again took control an... slapped the burglar hard. The trace of his paws appeared on the inflamed cheek.- “You still resist? You'll see what you'll see!”The beardog turned the burglar on the belly. He stroked the soft buttocks, spat in his hand and smeared it on the bull’s ass. His cock was very hard and fully erect.- “No, please be gentle!”, cried the burglar.Scuford. That, combined with the fact that he'd been in a foul mood about her step-mom leaving for the weekend, spelled trouble.Shane had dropped her off without a word. He was obviously pissed off. Even in her drunken state, Amy knew what the boy had really wanted: her pussy. He'd wanted to fuck her. Maybe he'd wanted her to suck him off. But though Amy was a bit wild, and though she dressed provocatively and enjoyed masturbation, she'd never had sex before. Shane probably hadn't known this. As it. That she had discovered what exquisite sensations were to be felt exploring her own body. Or that so often, when undertaking these explorations, her thoughts were fed by a particular well-thumbed paperback, now shut up safely with her diary. She had discovered the novel two years previously, rummaging through a box of tatty paperbacks in a local garage sale. It had lain shamefully at the bottom of the box, hiding its tawdry front-cover sketch of a naked and anxious young woman, until Mary-Jane. Michelle and I had eaten there not long ago, their food is really good and they have quiet semi-private booths where you can visit in private without a lot of overriding noise. Michelle changed into something a little more appropriate for a nice family restaurant. When we arrived, the hostess seated us and shortly took our orders. While we were waiting for our food, I couldn’t help but ask, “Mike, you started telling about some of yours and Michelle’s escapades in college. Anything else you.