I looked across to see the woman smiling broadly at me. She was young, maybe 25, with short brunette hair. She was wearing a skirt with a cottony pull...over blouse. I couldn't make out much as far as physical attributes, but I recalled from the store that she was relatively thin. (I could tell that her partner was there, but I couldn't hardly see him at all.)The woman put her face right to the glory hole and whispered if she could see my cock. I obliged without hesitation. She asked, “Can you. Lord, this dog could tear her apart before any help might even get close to the house! No! No! She must remain cool, somehow, charm him, keep him at bay! And what was he doing?A potent, unexpected sensation charged through her earlier, self-aroused loins and belly as she watched him lower his huge head and begin to sniff at her genitals, his cold, wet nose like the brushing touch of an ice-cube against her hot, sensitive cunt- lips and still, tingling thighs!Oh God! That - that slimy thing -. Buzz Bierbeck, the football coach waits on the commons for his friend, Hank Morrison, history teacher, to join him. They will wend their way off campus to a local bar where they will have a drink and conversation before going home to their wives.Buzz sees Hank approaching, walking in his slouching way with his ever-present pipe dangling from his teeth. He looks beyond Hank, past his shoulder, as he sees Gail Hanover, Mrs. Rod Hanover, come out of the administration building and walk to the. With the number of women around it was a veritable smorgasbord of female pulchritude.I had been here about three months when one Saturday afternoon there was a knock on my door and when I answered it there stood the next door 'Trio'. "Hi, we're from next door and would like to invite you to our birthday party next Saturday. We've seen you around and at the pool and you seem much nicer than the other guy that used to live here so we thought it would be good if you could come and meet your.