The guy thrust a bundle of points at her and continued exploring. On the dance floor a slow song was playing, Caroline moved closely into his arms, so...closely that she must have been able to feel his erection. She nuzzled into his ear “MMMMM the sincerest form of flattery I wonder what I’ll charge to pay attention to him, what do you think he would like?” Tony’s cock began thrusting into her stomach at her words, all worries about Tracey or making his points last were gone. “Got your. . it's odd to be giving you orders. That might take some getting used to." I have no doubt that you'll do it without thinking about it too much. You're a natural, Wi—Colonel," her father said, smiling again, "like I said, you're a natural. I always knew you were headstrong and capable of leading others." Guess I take after you, huh?"He laughed, "since you were lucky enough to get your good looks from your mother, I'm fine with that."Willow laughed and hugged him quickly. "I need to return for a. I parked in front of her garage door and pulled my bags off the bike. The garage door opened, aunt Madeline smiled, "Well, that was a fast trip!, you can put your bike in the garage if you want," I pushed it in and she shut the door. She gave me a hug and asked if I was hungry. We went into the kitchen, Donna was setting at the kitchen table, we visited while Madeline made me a sandwich, Aunty handed me a cold bottle of beer to go with it and asked Donna if she wanted one. We took our beer. ‘I am not a dog, sir,’ I said instead, glaring at the flesh of his throat. ‘I don’t fuck dogs, private.’ His tone was a subtle warning for me not to push it. ‘Quit calling me ‘Good girl.” I ignored his warning, and delivered one of my own with a voice vibrating with anger and indignation. ‘Sir.’ His hand squeezed my shoulder. ‘You’re not my fucking dog, you’re my fucking private. I’ll call you any goddamned thing I want to. Girl.’ Taking him completely by surprise, I rolled him over on his.