“You deserve some of this,” I said suddenly. I lifted my foot and stretched it back between his legs, gently placing his sheath between two of my ...oes as I started to slide it up and down. I had no idea if that kind of thing would do the trick for a dog, but a minute later he paused his licking and looked back at his own cock, which was sliding out bigger and bigger by the second. It was at least ten inches long and immensely thick, shiny and red and swinging down like his big luscious tongue.. She saw him watch and gave him a smile which he returned. “She is a hot one,” said Tommy. “Mm, she is.” “Are you going to talk to her?” “No.” “Why not?” Jerry finished his drink and waved to the bartender for another. Then he turned to his friend. “Look, I appreciate you taking me out and I know you want me to meet someone. The thing is, I need a break from women. I like my drink, the music and talking to you, but I am not chasing skirts.” Tommy was quiet for a while, and then said, “fine,. . well, you're wrong, Dan. I want to be part of this, I swear it! Can you give me another chance, honey? I mean, hey, as kinky as I can be about some things, I'm hardly going to judge anyone else. I certainly don't wish to be involved with Lisa's father ... sorry, Lisa, nothing against him, but he's a minister, and do you honestly picture me being a pastor's wife? I'm far too kinky to be a good wife in the traditional sense. I much prefer dominating people like Jonathan and having somewhat more. Saunders matured into a beautiful perfection. Her body was ripe.“Damn,” I muttered, nodding my head in approval.“What do you need?” Mrs. Saunders demanded, face tight. “I have things to do.”“Is your daughter a virgin?” I asked her, glancing at Sheri.“Probably,” Mrs. Saunders said. “I hope she is. She’s sixteen.”“You think she’s a virgin wearing this?” I asked. I snapped the back of Sheri’s thong.“Hey!” Sheri gasped.“Don’t touch my daughter, you little pervert!” Mrs. Saunders snarled, her hands.