The woman left the room and Enzo immediately demandedto know if I would like to fuck with his dog. It wasstrangely embarrassing to be asked so bluntly...and Icould feel myself getting hot. ‘I think so, but he maynot be like Jims dog and I can’t be sure it will work,’I answered.Jim asked if the wife had left and she had. Hesuggested we went into another room where I could testthe dogs reaction to me. Sitting on a very posh setteeIcalled Jake the dog over to me. After pulling up. Now that several weeks had passed without raising anyone’s suspicions about her identity, she figured she was in the clear. After all, she didn’t share a last name with her father, Bill Richardson, as her mother had changed back to her maiden name – Sommers – twenty years ago, following the tragedy here on the farm, and its catastrophic aftermath. The name Leanne Sommers had raised no questions with either Tammy or Joe. Neither did anything seem amiss with Mr. McConnel. He had introduced. Up here in the Arctic, a man develops a healthy respect for the fickleness of Nature, in a land where wandering out for a breath of fresh air in the perpetual darkness of midwinter can mean quick death, a land where temperatures sometimes soar from fifty below to eighty above in less than a day, and can swing the opposite way just as quickly.He'd been up here in the forgotten part of Canada too long to make the kind of mistakes newcomers sometimes died from, and he planned to leave this frozen. He moistened his finger with the oil slick he found around her pussy lips and slid it inside, finding her g-spot immediately. His thumb pressed and rubbed her clit. Her moans vibrated around his glans, bringing him more pleasure.By the time they reached the Park Avenue South apartment building, both were close. Sorry carefully zipped up and Melissa shoved her panties in her purse.In the apartment guest bed, Sorry pulled his pants low enough to free his cock and Melissa guided it into her pussy.