As you saw, Sandra did it with just a little difficulty. I'm sure you and Cindy can do much better than that cunt." Yes, Sir." Trina smiled up at her ...aster. She was relieved her sore ass and pussy wouldn't be fucked again right away.After breakfast, Trina was led on leash to The Kennel. Cindy was waiting for her. As Jim left them, his pets were chatting away like the pair teenagers they were.Jim returned to Sandra. She had biscuits and gravy all over her face. He noticed the dildo lying on the. After a minute I pulled my fingers out and held them close to her mouth. "Would you like a taste?" I asked. She hesitated for a couple of seconds then opened her mouth and I lowered my hand as she closed her lips around my fingers, sucking and licking off Sandra's pussy juice.Sandra had two fingers moving briskly in and out of Fi's vagina while she kept up the constant licking and sucking. I prompted Sandra to lower her pussy then urged Fi to lick Sandra's clit. She didn't need much. She didn't have any accent you could notice, though what I called a countryism would sneak into her speech once in a while. She probably weighed in at about a third of my dad's weight but she could knock him across the room with a look. I swear, he was scared to death of her the few times I saw her get mad. Mom was a nurse at Kaiser. She could tell stories for hours about the lousy service and the runaround the patients got. She did pretty good, but I could always tell when one of her patients. ”Without even thinking I turned around. I was lookingstraight at Jon. David said over my shoulder. “Yourgirlfriend has a sexy ass. I hope I get to see more ofit.”I wondered what Jon was thinking.Dave put his hands on my shoulders, kissed my foreheadand said “you look amazing”.To both of us he suggested we sit. I looked. The boothhe had chosen was a rounded bench around a table. We allhad to slide in. I slid in first, Dave on one side of meJon on the other.The conversation actually flowed.