I made love to him with my lips, my hands, and my throat. Dad immediately leaned back, pushed his trunk forward and began breathing in the familiar wa... I had come to recognize. He was getting close to gushing. We both had slipped into ecstasy. Had anyone entered the theater right then they would have heard us before they saw us! Right away I felt an approach on the right. I figured it had to be the guy down the way moving in to better observe our action. I was right. Before he could sit down. I wonder what it’s like to massage your breasts, kiss the nipples, suck them into my mouth, bite down slightly. Do they feel like mine, have the same heft I feel when I pleasure myself, feel the same soft skin, tight areolas and firm nipples. I want to know what it’s like to press my face into them, rub myself against them. Will you moan like I do when mine are groped like that? How sensitive are you? Will you cum if I play you hard enough? I want to kiss my way down your front, between your. He fell in love with me, and didnt want to be just a pet anymore. He wanted to be with me, forever, and I just couldnt have it. That ended on a bad not as well. One of my very favourite pets is named Tony, and I had him twice. Once when I was 15, then 16. Im sure I could message him right now, and hed be willing to play a little bit. He followed all the rules (there was no cutting, burning, or public play though), and was a perfect example of what I always want in a pet. I have pictures of him. ‘Last week,’ She paused, clearly embarrassed. ‘Last week I went down to talk to Sherry, I’ve forgotten what about. But she had the music playing really loud, and as I came down the stairs I could hear her singing along.’ ‘Yes, well that sounds pretty normal to me?’ Troy questioned. ‘You don’t understand.’ Joan continued. ‘When I got down there, she was on her hands and knees, facing away from me.’ ‘And?’ Troy gently prodded. ‘And she was vacuuming the hallway.’ ‘And?’ Troy prodded. ‘And she was.