Mene kuch soche bina karim ko dhaka diya, or maa ne bhi unhe ek thappad laga diya. Hum dono gusse me ghar aa gye. Bajar me hone ki bajah se karim ne h...me aise hi chor diya.Ghar aake hum bahut chintit the maa se mene sab pucha or maa ko kaha ki kuch din savdhan rahe sab thanda pad jayega. Hum rat ko khana khake bethe the or tv dekh rahe the divya apni sahli ke sath movie dekhne gyi thi.Me sofe par betha tha or mom ghar ka kam karke apna bedroom thik karne gyi thi tabhi doorbell baji or me. I just smiled. I sat there playing on my laptop. I heard her dad come back downstairs and head to where his bedroom was. A few minutes later, Jenny called from upstairs. "Tabby, can you please bring me some water and a snack?" I laughed and rolled my eyes, she could be so lazy sometimes. I stood up, setting my laptop on the table next to the couch and walked into the kitchen. After Jenny was sated, I came back downstairs and opened up my internet tab again. I didn't need to worry about Jenny's. Her room was amess, panties were thrown on the floor, and theyappeared to be wet.After some getting used to the dog, she told me thatJack was her favorite, and that he does a lot for her.Little did I know that he was fucking her since he was apup, He was beautiful golden retriever. I nodded my headand listened to her go on, and on. She had a mini skirton, really short, and it didn’t look like she hadpanties on. So anyway, as we are talking, sitting on her bed, Jackcomes over and shoves. I glance towards my husband and I can see he is enjoying the view, his hands gently caressing the bump under his smart suit pants. I slip on the skirt, then pull up each of the long, white knee-high socks and hear his groan as he glimpses my crotch, wet behind it's material barrier. Just as I'm desperately trying to button up my tighter than tight white blouse, the doorbell rings. "Damn trick or treaters." I curse as I continue to fumble. "Well, go and open the door." My husband says, smiling.