"C'mon, Pepper. Sniff under my skirt."She began to tremble. The dog wasn't responding. Perhaps Theresa was wrong.Pepper, apparently satisfied about so...ething only he understood, slapped his tongue over Nancy's calf. He lifted his head and whimpered at the child."Do you want to be my friend?" she panted. The wetness of his tongue lingered in her mind.Pepper barked, his tail beating the air.Shaking, Nancy eased up her skirt, baring her lush thighs. "See my pussy?" she sighed. "It's all wet for. "We gonna make a run fo' it?"Chad didn't answer for a moment. Nothing stirred, as far as he could probe in any direction, but there was something about the road itself that made the hair on the back of his neck prickle and try to stand on end."Something's wrong here," he muttered, half to himself. "I dunno just what, but this sure feels like a trap, somehow. All right! Let's go, but keep together, and be ready for anything."The very air seemed still and dead as they ventured forth, and they. She loves that I adore her feet and it is a turn on for her that my cock gets hard just from the sight or smell of her perfect feet. Her feet are a perfect size 10 and she always has a very nice sexy pedicure. Of course being an unselfish lover, I make sure she is properly taken care of before I indulge my foot fetish with her perfectly scented toes. She is a multiple orgasm lover that has female ejaculations with each orgasm. Although that is for another story, I will say that I love it. Howie thought he was patient before he met Black Eagle, now he knew how to be patient and vigilant. If he had to, he knew that he could sit and wait for as long as it took for his parents to come though the Customs terminal door. He waited, relaxed but focused.Howie's parents were very surprised when they cleared customs at BWI. A tall muscular man in Levi's, a knit shirt, boots, and a Stetson was waiting for them.But his mother knew he was Howie. He looks like a grown man. He has grown five.