I shook my head up and down, signifying a clear-cut "yes." This gesture, alone, was pretty damned impressive, for a dog, but Brenda was past being sho...ked by such things. She apparently decided that I wouldn't run away if she let me out, and she opened the door and stood there while I retrieved the paper. I took care not to slobber on it, and quickly brought it back and handed it over."Good boy!" she said.Well, hell. I really was a good boy. Sure, I had some untoward designs on Brenda's. "Two…", She husked, sensually sliding index finger across quivering lower lip, "Fer' Flat Point Road…", Alison continued, then similarly swallowed the teasing finger for a fervent tongue bath. "Mmmmmmmm…"She sighed longingly, taking her time to suck lewdly on the digit.With breaths now a series of rapid gulps, her hips bucked obscenely in search of SOMETHING to penetrate pouting pussy lips and feed her aching womanhood."THREE…!", she cried, severely arching her back as middle finger fitfully. “My teacher may have been desirous of me,” he replies, “and made my skin crawl because of it, but he was also remarkably intelligent. Unfortunately in a way that made him unscrupulous, to find ways to create the greatest benefit, fuck any moral qualms. He taught me to think.”“I have a feeling you taught him more about thinking than he taught you. But he was smart enough not to succumb to his desire for you.”“Not for long I don’t think, especially if things had been different, if my father’s. Getting her buttocks red and warm and much to Catherine’s surprise, Dan’s slaps are making her wetter each time. It’s not that it doesn’t hurt, the slaps do sting but it’s because Dan is the one who’s doing it that she’s aroused. Dan the stoic, straight-laced surgeon whose feathers doesn’t get ruffled by anyone is driving her crazy. The spanking continued but was getting softer and softer, lingering more each time until it was a little more than a caress. Dan’s fingers started going down,.