If it was a big dog biting, it would probably take a chunk out of your ass, but Fiona didn’t like to think about such things because the thought of ... big dog biting her ass was enough to make her a little shaky in her knees.The barking dogs didn’t bother Fiona as much as the real silent ones that snuck up on you and had you cornered before you even suspected they were in the neighborhood.That sort of sneakiness was associated with the breeds like the Dobermanns or the Pit-Bulls with their high. The advent of GPS systems had changed the art of tracking people and items, making it easier and more precise.On the other hand, the need for irrefutable evidence was heightened at the same time. Harold was religious about following the law and involving law enforcement when crimes had been uncovered. He wanted police co-operation, not confrontation. He spent a great deal of his time cultivating the relationships with the RCMP and city police forces. It had paid off handsomely. He was happy to. He lay her down gently, and tucked her under the covers, his hand tenderly smoothing her hair. Kat was too cold and tired to think, so she assumed she imagined the tenderness and care she saw in his eyes. She snuggled under the covers, curled up, and promptly fell asleep. Connor studied her for a moment, struck by her innocence. He was jerked out of his reverie by a noise that sounded like a phone ringing. It was coming from the main room, so he left Kat alone for a moment. The sound stopped. She came harder when she found amateurs online that looked like someone she knew... When she saw milf-pictures she loved the one that looked like friends mums. When she was 17 she was still a virgin but an ardent masturbater and pornoholic. She start5ed fantasizing more and more about doing all those things herself. She could get wet just thinking about it. She made up plans and dressed up like the sluttiest whore she could imagine.She was 18 the first time she finally went out in public.