He has that magic something; personality, sex appeal, masculinity.I'm drawn by him: want him.Mrs Kemp talks on while I fondle his ears. My gaze falls ...nto his sheath and again I feel my pulse quicken. It's large, shiny and fascinating. I want it.He rises onto both legs to stand before me, his tail wagging.I can see the red tip of his broad cock protruding up at me.My cunt is fizzing for him to press it against me."Oh he's taken to you all right Margot," she said laughing, "I think he's hoping. I really don’t care, because I get the satisfaction of cumming for them.My wife has always known that I jerk off, but won’t talk openly about it.A couple of years ago I was horny as usual and asked to go at it and she was busy and told me to take care of myself. This was a break though.I went in my room, had a hugh boner and came in no time.Since then I’ve told her that I’m going to jerk off and if he want to watch. The usual answer is no thanks. That’s OK, because just her knowing that I’m. If you stop pressing it or drop it, the test is over, and we have to start again.”She hesitated, but pressed the button, and immediately he swung the cane hard. Her flesh seemed to absorb the rod, but the sudden stroke without warning made her drop the button. “Were you not ready?” he said with mock concern. “I’m sorry, you dropped the button and we must begin again.” He smirked behind her back at her predicament as she picked up the button once again and hesitated before pressing it again.He. Per instructions, he had stripped the boat of all valuables, changed the name of the boat to what the dumb guy asked for and sent two new life jackets to a PO Box up north. They were the newest equipment on the boat by decades. He renewed and increased the insurance, as befitted a rental property. As instructed, he had fitted a tow line to the bow. Then he cashed his hefty check and waited.He was not there when two men loaded the bodies, in two large coolers and packed in dry ice, onto the.