Then his weight was suddenly upon her backside, making her huff from having to support his bulk, just a little disappointed there was going to be no f...replay. His paws were gripping her sides, those blunt claws digging into her delicate skin, aching hotly where they scraped. He was panting eagerly to mate with her, his hips pushing in close to her sex to take aim for her muff. Then he slammed into her, brutally packing her tight cunt with dog meat, her mind was sent spinning, groaning low in. That next week was a wonderful time, swimming in the estate's large pool,riding and testing the horses of my father's stable, and most of all,filling up on Aunt Maria's wonderful food. The estate had a cook, severalin fact, but Maria prided herself on her own cooking. The taste of herherbed roast goat was legendary in our house. It was served with the winefrom our own estate. I felt so relaxed that I almost dreaded my return tothe city. A new round of study awaited me, but I was comforted in. The other property was on a corner, quite large with huge glass windows on the street sides. Next to it was a rather large parking lot that could probably handle seventy five vehicles at once. The outside of the property was in great shape but from what I saw of the photos, the inside needed a lot of work. I met with Mary Stein four days before our annual Christmas party which I did every year. Once again, she had been highly profitable and facing another six figure tax burden. “You know Tim,. He wanted to lift his hands to his face but he couldn’t. He wanted to say something, but couldn’t. He was paralyzed. He couldn’t move at all. Nancy pushed him down on the chair with an evil laugh. When he sat down, he realized that he could only see, hear, breathe and think. “Why is this happening?” He asked himself. “Why is Nancy doing this to me? What does she want?” He heard footsteps on the stairs and from the corner of his eye he saw a man walking towards him. He was wearing only a boxer.