News paper mein dhyan kam aur uske choochi aur gaand pe zyada tha.Achanak ekbar aur jab mein usko ghura to dekh ke hairaan ho gaya ke uski pallu neche...gir chuki hai aur uski rasili chucchiya ubhar a rahi hai blouse se.Woh pallu theek kiye bina hi jhadu laga rahi hai aur beech beech mein mujhe uske taraf dehta muskura rahi hai.Mera to haal behal lungi mein mera 6” ka lund tambu bana raha tha jise maine bahut mushkil se roka.Par usne yeh sab cheez dekhli aur hasne lagi.Iske baad kabhi bhi ghar. Reaching out your hand palm up you get a glance at the unusual crystal blue eyes. What breed is he/she? Looking at you I say "remember I told you I was attached? Well, meet Denver! This is the man in my life...lol. And to answer your question he is an Alaskan Malamute, and he's my baby!" Laughing you say "You're Aspen and he's Denver....that's cute!" Locking the door behind you I say, "Yeah.... well I have a cat named Boulder too but I'm sure she is hiding right now, she spooks easily!" Taking. As her breathing picked up she began to let out squeaky little moans that sounded like, "oh, oh, oh, oh", (which may have been no, no, no, no) but I continued to work my way down while kissing her stomach.Her legs still laid straight out so I began to move them apart as I leaned down to lick at her slit. She wasn't helping yet not resisting as I opened them up enough to allow myself the access I wanted.I gently lapped at her pussy while her breathing became labored. Her hands where on the top. ’ ‘I’d like to have a drink,’ her smile grows. ‘I could use to release a little stress.’ ‘Yeah…well…’ I grab my keys and wave, ‘bye.’ ‘Bye.’ Once I’m outside and the door is closed, I let out a breath. That was as close as we ever get to a normal, comfortable conversation. Some of that is me. Anything that feels too domestic has me scrambling for the door. It makes me uncomfortable. So maybe the wine is a good idea. We’ve both been stressed out. A few glasses of wine could make it easier to.