I picked the iPad off the table and took a couple minutes to adjust her settings and make sure the Epocrates app was working. I wrote my name & number...down and left it sitting inside the iPad cover. As I turned around to leave her room, I saw that she wasn’t asleep anymore. She was gently rubbing her pussy, her skirt hiked up, her eyes closed. “Looks like you could use a hand,” I said She was startled and opened her eyes. She had forgotten that I was in the room but, once she realized what was. (Height five foot ten, waist 28 inches, bust 38DD, no enhancement surgery required) and a rich, drop dead gorgeous husband to boot. Every female who crossed Jefferson’s path secretly coveted him. Cerys should know, she was frequently subjected to the possibility that other women's pussies were dribbling whenever Jefferson walked into a room. Jefferson’s high cheekbones and perfect body would in themselves have been a gift from God, but he also possessed a hundred kilowatt smile that caused. We walked into the game room just in time to see Jen score the last point in foosball. Tosha told me to pour Mandy and Laura a shot since they lost. After she downed her shot, Mandy demanded a rematch. “This time, you take a shot for every point scored against you!” she said. Tosha and Jen took the challenge. This was better than watching the pregame show, so we decided to hang at the bar and watch the girls get each other drunk. The game was back in forth, point for point, the. I lowered my head. He went behind me licking me a couple times before he mounted me. I bit my lip and arched my back. He wrapped his fore paws around my tiny waist. His claws scratching my sides as he shifted, the hard bone of his dog cock jabbing but not quite hitting home. He jerked and his cock hit me, painfully in that area between vagina and ass. I screamed and shifted my ass some. His cock slipped inside of me and he re-gripped me with his paws. He jumped off me, barking loud and shrill.