I discarded my tartan check cotton shirt, exposing my shapely 34D breasts, cupped in a yellow underwired bra. The little minx positively salivated wh...n she saw these, and I looked down on her, for a moment squeezing my own mounds and arousing myself even more.Then I sat down on the bale of straw, facing her and with my thighs spread wide apart. I pointed with one imperious finger at my cunt, and ordered her:‘Worship me, you slut!’And she did, eagerly and energetically. She gripped my thighs,. Lodge noticed that the dog's knot had gotten inside of Betty's pussy and they were now locked in place. And would likely remain so for at least thirty minutes, but he knew that this no longer bothered either girls.Finally the moment of truth. The dog at Betty's head let out a yelp and pulled back just enough to allow his cockhead to exit her mouth. Betty grasped it and aimed it directly to her open gullet and waited just a few seconds before the first shot struck deep to the back of her throat.. “How long have you been coming to the gym?” I asked.“About two years,” she said, “just to stay in shape and keep the weight down, and to help us be fit for tennis.”“It seems to be working,” I said, as they were both pretty slim with nice legs.“What about you?” Betty asked, “Do you come to build muscle?”“That’s the intention, but I seem to have a hit a block lately,” I said somewhat despondently.“You look good,” said Jean-Louis, “don’t you think so, Sweetheart?”“Absolutely!” she said. "Where did you get this fellow," The Brit asked.I told him the whole story, then explained my problem. "Well most mornings I'm not really doing anything. If he will behave, he can stay here for a couple of hours no problem. At 3PM he will have to be gone." Do you think Jeremy would allow him to stay at the gallery," I asked."We will all have to see if he is a good citizen," The Brit said."Dog and I took the trike out every morning. We also stopped Hardee's and sat outside having a biscuit. If.