If Charisma had friends like the babe who'd just left,Charisma was one lucky bitch, she thought."Tiffany Lawson," Tiffany identified herself in respon...e to thequestion that the lady at the other end of the line had asked her."Why do you want to see me?" I bought one of your bras," Tiffany explained. "It's fabulous! I justhave to meet you." After a long moment of silence, Tiffany added,"Please."Charisma gave her the address at which she could be found--at least,Tiffany hoped it was the address,. It touched my heart when the children gave it to me. I treasured the drawing, giving it an honorary spot on in my study. It may not have been a Rembrandt, but it was the idea that counted.I also ran into Kim one evening when I went to Ilse. She shot me a dirty look, but kept her peace. Ilse told me later that she had talked to Kim the day after we made up and had told her that she decided to go against Kim’s advice and would continue seeing me. Kim hadn’t been happy to hear that, but Ilse told. "Now! Mount me like you mounted that bitch!" Kathy cried as she ground her thighs together again.The big dog pranced up then stopped suddenly. He sniffed at her sucking, quivering gash carefully, then moved his snout up to her puckered, brown shit-chute.Suddenly the dog got ready to mount her.Kathy was filled the a feeling of dread and horror for a second. She knew she could get up now and never know how a dog's cock felt between her shuddering flaps. What would she think of herself after it. It felt good. She smiled and began slowly moving her finger in and out.We were naked on her bed in her apartment on a Saturday morning, the sunlight streaming in through her bedroom windows. At first, I wasn't fully awake, although Cindy did a fine job of waking me up. She had started nibbling and nipping at my balls before moving up to my cock. And now she had a finger up my backside. I was awake and she had my full attention.It wasn't the first time that a girlfriend had stuck a finger up my.