My hips pushed forward inviting Shelly to drive her fingers between my folds. Her two middle fingers slipped into my warm waiting opening with ease an... I felt their tips quickly press against my upper walls. My eyes opened slightly, taking note that everyone in the salon was now standing near, watching, smiling and giggling as the undeniable heat within me took over. I arched my back, begging for more of Shelly’s fluttering fingers. Shelly withdrew her fingers and my body beckoned no. She. And she shivered every time he did it. Then they watched as he jumped up onto her back and grabbed her around the waist with his front legs, holding her tight and pulling himself to her ass. And he started humping at her. And Betty gasped at the encountered but she recovered and a hand slipped between her legs, search for the dog’s cock, found it and helped guide it into her waiting pussy. And this time she gasped and moaned loudly at the sudden depth of his penetration.“He has never been this. “Bend over the desk My horny little bitch.” Your voice is not unkind – in fact, I can tell that You’re pleased at having this chance to really make me squirm. My breath catches in my throat and I bend forwards, feeling for all the world like a naughty school girl. You lean over me to retrieve the ruler, making sure I can feel Your hard cock pressing against my back through Your trousers. You lift my dress to reveal my white thong – I know You will not add extra punishment though, as. It would be wise to be somewhat friendly with Rachel Rhone, a woman that possessed invaluable knowledge of ranching in the area.Christine quickly made her decision. “Mrs. Rhone, I can see that you’re an accomplished woman and a very good mother. I think we can be great friends. I won’t mention your son’s transgressions again.”“We’ll only be friends if you call me Rachel,” beamed the older woman. “I think we’ll get along very well. My son will have to make his own amends.”“Now that we’ve taken.