His first reaction is to push the dog off of him and begin yelling his disgust and complaints. But that set of emotions quickly dissipates into someth...ng else. Why he does it, Alan doesn’t know. Instead of pushing Sandy away, he embraces her and her actions. His hand goes to his cock as he eyes wonder over the beautiful dog, glazed with lust. They drops to her mouth and that rough, lapping mouth muscle to is stroking and bathing his sack. He reaches to touch her mouth. His hand smells a lot. Mo' was aware of her semi-catatonic state and knelt in front of her, pulling her hands away from her face. He gripped her by the shoulders and shook her till her eyes opened."Shari", he said firmly, "What the fuck did you do with... $780," Deliberately emphasizing the words."In ONE month, Shari, you are pissing my shop down the drain."The figure $780 shocked Shari from her torpor.'How could it have been so much' she thought.With great effort she managed to say,"Oh... clothes... make-up...". The wedding was going to be here, whereJen grew up and where her mom, dad, sister and most of her relativesstill lived. I think I've been a little obsessed with this weddingbecause a wedding is inherently a family affair. I've built a family offriends but my real family consists of just my sister. Ok, that's notentirely true. Megan has a wonderful husband and a six year old daughter.But they live two states away and I've only seen her family once in thelast couple of years. The last time I. My movements were quick and forceful. It was like my dick had to be deeper, each thrust wasn’t enough, it had to be deeper, stronger. An orchestra of noises emitted from Destiny. The sounds of her heavy breathing, moans, gasps, squeals, and outbursts of “yes!” and “oh God!” created a wonderful symphony. The melody of sounds combined with the soft feel of Destiny’s skin encouraged me to go harder, go further. I slapped Destiny’s nice ass again. This time it barely made a difference with how.