The pesky dog followed Yin all the way home not causing problems to traffic, walkers or other dogs, just to Yin, by constantly sniffing her heels and ...umping at her skirt. Reaching her small abode, she wondered what to do about it and thought it best to take it in, tie the lead in the garden and advertise with some hastily copied text and photo on lamp posts and the like. The dog was secured in the garden, she sorted out her shopping and booted her computer. Composing the text was easy for a. I wasn’t expecting or intending to take it forward anyways so I was just twirling my fingers over his manhood.At last my guest house came and I got off and thanked him and said bye. When I knelt to touch his feet as mark of respect. He asked me. “ should I come upstairs with you?” I for a split of second didn’t understand what he said or what he meant. I just blabbered yeah ok. Maybe he had to use the rest room or have water. He parked his bike on the side and adjusted his crotch. The typical. His knees were weak and about to buckle. And, almost like he was in a dream, he saw her reach for the door and pull it shut, his fingers smashed across the knuckle and the first joint. He didn't scream out or curse like most people would do, instead, he made a groan, a muffled grunt and said, "Thank you, Mistress," automatically. It was so spontaneous, so unplanned he almost didn't hear himself say it. He grabbed his hand and clutched it to his chest with his left hand. She rolled down the. I sat with China in the living room for quite a while talking and watching music videos when she asked me if I wanted to go downstairs and play video games on the big screen TV. I of course being a guy said sure, since I loved to play video games but no longer owning a system would have given my left leg to play for an hour or so. We went down and I noted she smelled great when we headed down as she led the way. Her body was what I liked to call curvalicious and her hair was a deep auburn.