Her dog was a female shepherd, and so she was only good for eating her to orgasm, which the dog was good at. It was about at this time that mics were ...ntroduced to chatting and we were talking away and listening in on each other as she was being eaten, and I was wanking. MY wife knew about my intrigue with doggies but was not very interested. As our lab grew, she would let him lick, but he never grew adapt at it. We tried the peanut butter, but, he would lick as long as the pb was there. My. So hooking them up by phone or for on-line chats seemed out; there'd be no way of knowing who might be listening or looking over his shoulder. And he lived several hundred miles away, repeated visits to my shielded study were equally out of the question.In the end, though, that problem had proved simplest of all to solve."Remember the phone tip you got when I was in jail?" I asked. He gave me an irritated look."Yes, I set it up," I said with a smile. "But it was Spook who made it, using my. Aur uski gaad to mera favrate the mai hamesa usko dabane ki kosis karta rheta tha. To ab story pea ate haiJab hameri chudi katam hui to ham log kissing karne lege the aur mera haath uski gori aur tight gaad ki tarf gyaa jisko paane ki mai hamesa kosis karta tha ab wo mere haath me the aur mai jor jor se use daba raha tha aur uspe jor jor se thappad maar raha tha. Aur aunty aur jor- jor se muge kiss karte ja rahi the aur moning be kar rahi the. Ab deere deere mera hateyar fir se tayar ho gaya. I bent slowly over her, not able to resist the Sleeping Beauty appeal of her unconscious fate, and placed a chaste and tender kiss upon her lovely coral mouth.Tammy smiled, but my mind didn’t register a thing until her hands gripped at my long coat and pulled me down on top of her. My mind did register, though, the fact that Tammy was completely naked. I tried to get up, but her leverage was better, and she was a strong girl anyway, so I stayed on top of her feverish body with only the.