”“Remind me never to drop in on you around dinner time,” I suggested with a laugh. “Weak heart you know.”“I’ll keep that in mind,” sh... added with a laugh.Frog knocked, then came in. “Sorry I wasn’t sure when you would be back, so I went out for a milkshake.”“Not a bad idea at all. Is it any good?” I asked trying to be friendly.“It is made with artificial strawberry syrup. That should tell you all you need to know,” he replied.“Okay, note to self don’t order the strawberry shake,” Bitsy. “Does she have an LBD?” she asked me.I looked at Kayla quizzically, like I had no idea what she was talking about. Mostly because I didn’t. She laughed and said, “Little black dress.”Oh, okay. “No, she doesn’t,” I told her.“She will now, then,” she said.Kayla looked through the dresses and in a little bit pulled one out and held it up in front of her. “What do you think of this?” she asked.It certainly qualified as ‘little’. The hem came about to Kayla’s upper thigh, probably Addie’s mid-thigh,. Marcie tugged at him again, pulling the reins taut and coaxing the beast forward. Tundra seemed to guess what was about to happen and followed without any further resistance. His powerful forelegs moved past the crouching girl. He stopped when his thick-muscled hindquarters were nearly even with Kathy's thighs. Glancing down, Marcie saw his long cock growing. He knew. Oh God, he knew. He must have remembered from the last time she and Marcie had played with his cock. He was expecting more of. His mind conjured up an image of Alex, masturbating. His prick bobbed under the sheet.“But I couldn’t because you were lying on me,” she said. “If we did it this way...”He flopped back down on his back and draped one forearm over his eyes.“We’re still being honest?” he asked.“Of course,” said Alex. He hadn’t shouted at her for her admission. Telling him that had been very difficult, but his reaction hadn’t been judgmental.“I’d want to do the same thing.”“Oh,” she said. “I guess that makes.