"I bet you would like to wear that outfit? Or do you just like to wearlingerie? Huh, you pathetic pansy!" Carl's stepmother sneered.Carl replied in de...ense, "I don't like to wear any kind of feminineattire, especially the outfit I have on now!"Mrs. Monet smiled and light flicked the front of his panties where isbulge was bursting and said, "well your puny little sissy clit seems tolike my clothes!"Carl held his head in shame and wished the hour was up, but he had overa half and hour. Carl tried. ”:”I’m waiting for you on the bed naked with my legs spread.”“I’ll hurry safely. Same suite?”“Yes, I guess I will have to stand up to open the door for you.”“That won’t take long. Bye.”“Bye.” I thumbed the phone off.I removed my clothing and waited. She made within the hour. I opened the door and she rushed inside. I closed the door and she knelt before me. She inhaled my cock taking it into her throat. She sucked hard for a few moments. She stood and reached under her skirt pulling her panties. I thought it was you.”“You thought it was me who tried to spoon you and you punched in the stomach?”“Yes.”“Then, no, I don’t want to sleep with you.”“Why?”“What if I inadvertently spoon you and you knee me in the balls?”“Don’t be silly!”“Yeah?”“Look, we’re not 16 anymore. If you tried to spoon me … I’d let you. You know I like your arms.”So I agreed. Even though I knew it would be hell. I knew it. I knew it. It’s like if you were addicted to heroin, and someone said that you could sleep in a. . And I want to be there when she gets pregnant, and I want to be a part of it ... And I want to keep a boy puppy ... And when he’s old enough, my boy ... Our son ... I want to fuck him as well ... We’ll be the perfect little family!!” There’s a glint of madness in her eyes – but we’re not complaining!For a Doberman bitch, you need a Doberman dog – and we know the perfect candidate... We cut to the street outside and see a fat man and a slim dog approaching. The man is Dennis, the dog is.