"We better get organized," Mike said, loud enough for the group standing between Mark's and Josh's dog trucks to hear. Mike was still beaming; in spit... of everything, including limited training time, he'd finally pulled off his first honest-to-pete Pound Puppies win earlier in the day, if you didn't count the first Pound Puppies/Warsaw Run, which Tiffany had helped him with.Tiffany already had her White sprint sled set up, gangline stretched out for ten dogs. "I'll grab 'em," Josh said.. Are you willing to dive into the river under the bridge when you’re not sure how deep the water is? Rivers tend to be shallow here. You won’t live long enough to walk off the bridge. Are you willing to punch a good Samaritan who’s trying to keep you from “suicide” because they don’t understand that if you don’t cool off immediately you will die? Life can be interesting, can’t it.You’re kidding right? Not by much. I almost took a swim the first time I got caught outside without adequate. “You thought I would be rough with you?” he inquired speeding up a little until she could barely talk.It was no surprise to him that she quickly came. His manly pride turned to sick sense of control as she started to sweat profusely and climax nearly non stop. She tried to bow her back and twist her hips to reduce the feeling of him deeply stroking her insides. Finally, he gave her a rest after only five minutes of steady thrusting.“Try to keep up sweetie,” He chuckled.As she collected her. All the way home, I was boiling inferno of lust. It was all I could manage not to yank up my skirt, expose my now pantiless cunt, and masturbate furiously. Phil continued to make comments about the party and business affairs while my pussy was simmering with intense need. The entire interior of the car smelled of sex and cunt, but my husband was oblivious to every thing except business.As soon as we were inside our house, I screamed at my husband. "Would you shut up about all that business.