" Sure, why not? And in fact, you can tell them they can come over now then if they're ready," she stated, having decided that it might be even more f...n to see them all at once. "Unless you'd rather have your first turn alone like they did." Actually," he smiled. "Though this might sound weird to you, I have a girlfriend, so I wasn't going to let you touch me anyway. I was just gonna jack off over you, no worse than doing that while looking at a magazine, right?" He asked as though seeking some. Okay, I'll talk to you later." Who was that?" Christine asked as she came out of the bedroom. She had borrowed one of my t-shirts and was toweling her hair wearing just the shirt and a pair of lacy white boy shorts."The FBI, I've got to drop some stuff by their office sometime today. Are you going to be blow-drying your hair?" I usually don't on my day off," she said, coming closer. "Why?" I've got a call to make that you can't hear, and I was hoping the blow dryer would drown me out, so I. Their dog is a mixed hound. Part Dalmatian and partIrish Wolf hound. The result is a shaggy looking whiteand black spotted dog, quite a bit taller in theshoulder than a Dalmatian, but not as hairy or big asan Irish Setter. Needless to say, he was big enough inall departments. Judging from the video of him humpingSally’s arse, I would have guessed his cock to be aboutnine or ten inches in length with a knot the size of atennis ball.Unlike many of the clips I have found on the net,. I type away, my fingers tapping out the next story that I hope she will enjoy. I like writing the stories, they fuel my imagination; or have I got that wrong. Perhaps my imagination fuels the stories. I like people saying that they thought the story was great and that it was erotic or horny or dirty. I like the feedback. Anyway, I digress.So, what would I actually do if we were ever to meet? I know I would be in turmoil, even if it was just for coffee.I would know that she wouldn’t have a pair.