As was the normal practice with K9 partnerships, Clint lived with Cecile Noble in her house. Their relationship could be considered as strong as a mar...iage, as some wives had mentioned with their husband's canine partner.Officer Cecile Noble lived alone in a two-floor home, which had a number of empty guest rooms. She got the house when she and her deadbeat husband divorced after she joined the Police department. The court gave it to her when it was determined that he had emptied their saving. We did nor speak, just held each other, with myself slowly becoming aware that dad was touching my bottom, and his penis was pressing hard against my wet lady bit.I kissed my dad passionately on the lips that morning, and my hand encircled his erection, we sat silently relieving each other, and only after he had ejaculated, did we move apart, and pretend nothing had happened.That was over six months back, and to be honest, he had figured largely in my moments, the feel of his swollen cock in my. You rest your hand on my stockinged leg, and allow your hands to ride up my leg, under my skirt. I feel you jump as you realize I’m not wearing any underpants, and I’m sensing you’re wondering what sort of night you are in for. While driving, you tweak and rub my clitoris, feeling me getting wet under your gentle, probing touch. I reach over to put my hand on your leg, and as my hand moves up your leg, I can feel your cock is rock hard through your jeans. I direct you to the restaurant, which. “Mmm, Scott, your wife has a such a yummy tasting cunt. I'm so glad she's my husband's whore now. It's only fair. I fucked your pathetic cock.” She stared up at me, such sorrow in her eyes. “I'm so sorry, Michael.”I stroked through her brown hair. “You're forgiven, hun. I love you.”My wife licked my dick again, her eyes flicking towards the couch. “Are you going to play with Opal now?”I grinned at her. “What a wanton slut was lurking inside of you.”“You just had to free her.” Then she engulfed.