"Why the hell are you bumping me?"Danny leaned over and stage-whispered to Keven. "This is one of the features that comes standard with our fire-haire... Sandy. We lovingly call her 'the flame-thrower.' Just go with it."I glared at Danny and then speared Keven with a matching high-voltage stare. "I'm sure you both think this is very funny, but I am not amused. If either of you think I'm just going to roll over and go along with this, then you're very much..." Your boss?" Danny interposed. "Why, I. I could see wetness, I didn't know who's probably both theirs dripping out between her legs. This dog was really pounding her, I'm surprised he didn't move her across the floor. A huge ball was hitting against her pussy as if the dog was trying to get it in but she was just too small for it. After a few more minutes the dog stopped thrusting and just stood there. She was still going crazy under him, shaking and jerking, her hands gripping at the pillow. I could hear her mumbling the word cum. My mother laughed it off as I pulled my panties back up again but I’d seen the shop owner looking, wide-eyed, and I tingled at the thought of another older man having seen my vagina. Was I slightly slow to cover myself up again? I think I probably was – I was in no hurry to hide myself from his gaze and I was also aware that my nipples had swollen so that they clearly showed through my top. I saw the guy looking at those too…and I felt another tingle down below. My sister emerged from the. I mean it was getting to be pretty general knowledge around here that you didn't know what you were doing. Well, I guess that was partly my fault. Not that you had much of a head for business. But those electric brain wave treatments weren't helping much either. I created a new position for Ben. He primarily does what you used to do. But he does it a whole lot better. I oversee the more-ummm--- social ends of the business. We've been running in the black ever since. The smartest thing.