"The pups repeated their performance with Amber, wagging their tails and being silly. I sure hope nobody ever breaks in here because the dogs would lo...e them to death. After a round of petting, they continued their journey back out to the yard to do their business.She walked in looking around taking in my humble and cluttered abode. Dressed in flowered bike shorts which hugged that tight little ass like a second skin. Her top was a bike racing jersey, one with some Italian names I had no clue. Just as my head touched her lips, I leaned forward and kissed her, opening her mouth and colliding my tongue with hers. As I ran my fingers through her long black hair I pushed myself into her, causing her to gasp from the sudden pressure filling her up. She opened her eyes and smiled and said once again, "James... Fuck. Me." With her encouragement I let myself go. I began pounding her pussy, letting my hands explore her body as I accelerated my rhythm. Executing powerful and fast thrusts into. I’d always considered men wearing leather pants to be the equivalent of women wearing spandex. A privilege earned, not a right. On him, it was more like my privilege. I flushed when I realized my mouth was open and I snapped it closed. I had no idea how long I had been staring. What was wrong with me? You’d think I’d never seen a good-looking man before! Oh, please! Sandy, get a grip on yourself. I shook my head and smiled wryly at my own foolish behavior. Shaking my head, I walked back to look. I put on another pair of pants and went back to work. The next morning, she cleaned the wound again, treated it with hydrogen peroxide and put on more antibiotic, covering the area with a new bandage. We both thought everything was fine. By late afternoon when I came in for supper, the leg was beginning to swell and I was limping on it. Adriana took the bandage off and had a fit. There were red streaks above my knee and the injury itself was swollen and drooling pus."She did let me take a quick.