Daddy strokes her head, causing her to bark and drop her toy. Daddy picks it up, places it his pocket, then rise and goes to the door. His litle pet b...tch eagerly follows on all fours, tail dangling...Daddy opens the door, and you impatiently run in on all fours. Daddy goes to the kitchen for some breakfast, and you bark, indicating that you are hungry as well. In traditional norwegian fashion, daddy makes himself some sandwiches for breakfast, then cuts one into dice shapes for you, and pours. I hope you’ll accept our invitation.” “She is quite beautiful. A man would be a fool to refuse this opportunity. And, yet…” He paused. “Look, Julian,” Kevin said. “I know this may sound weird. But the fact is, she wants you. What more do you want? You want money?” “Ah, please!” Julian burst out. “Please! Do not insult me.” “No insult intended. I just am having trouble figuring out why a man like you would resist the charms of my wife when she has chosen him to be her lover.” “This is, as you. ’ My heart melted. I knew what type of ‘bunny’ she meant and that it was no reference to anything lewd, but that she loved stuffed bunnies. I was thrilled that she had revealed this to me – and could envision her, this pretty little petite, dark-haired girl surrounded by all these stuffed bunnies, holding them in her arms and cuddling them to her. She totally threw me a curve, because it was a week later that she revealed to me that I wasn’t needed in QA – (she just-plain did NOT want my help).. ..and then she grabbed my stiff brown cock and started walking away, leading me away like a dog on its way to a treat. I may as well have been! We walked for about 10 mins, alternatively stopping to kiss and fondle on the way. It gave me a chance to admire her pert bum as she walked in front of me, and I couldnt resist the urge to grab it and slap it every so often, eliciting a giggle from her. Once we'd found a suitably desolate spot, we dropped our stuff on the sand, and I lay down. She.