"What else?" Because I admire what you do with animals. I told you about our 'rescue dog'. He was abused by his previous owner," he paused. "Anyway, I...guess since you care about animals, I'd like to think that there is somebody inside of you that I could like." As a friend?" Yes, as a friend."After a somewhat cordial goodbye was issued and the call disconnected, Suzanne wondered if Brett was really genuine about his feelings. "What if he was?" she thought. She decided to be cautious. Even if. It was eight inches of rock hard thickness. Her hand wrapped around it and she looked up at Damien when he moaned. “God, baby, that feels good. Squeeze a little harder…..fuck, yes, that’s it.” He watched her tiny hand stroke the length of his cock, precum already oozing from the tip. He was amazed when she scooped it up with her finger and fed it to herself. His growl sounded from the deepest part of him as he grabbed her calves and pulled her to the very edge of the table. The tip of his cock. " Chris looked quickly at the door and then he reached for her hand, pulling his mother into the dinning room with him."Take my cock out," he whispered."Huh?" Hurry."A light suddenly came on in his mother's eyes. "Chris, this is crazy." Mother, just do it... now," he said as he took the bowl from her hand. Then he saw a strange look come to her eyes that he didn't recognize. It might have been fear, or maybe it was a hint of submissiveness. He remembered her telling him about Jason making her. Marina wondered what had troubled the girl so much that night, perhaps she was still feeling the loss of her mother? Or missed her sister? Marina washed herself in the en suite bathroom, cleaned her teeth with the spare brush that Sophie had given her the previous night and dressed in the now freshly-laundered clothes she had worn yesterday.The kitchen was empty when she reached it, but there was a yellow post-it note on the counter saying that Sophie was out checking on friends living towards.