"Oooo, yeah, sweetie pie whitey fuckpig. You likin' me touchin' ya'll over, girl?" He was wispering erotically into my ear. "Ya'll ready 'gain ta show...me whatchoo want? Show me how ya'll are gonna take me inside dis sweet litta pussy? Agin and agin? You wantin' me ta breed ya 'gain? Gonna shit out a nigga baby?" I could feel him getting hard again, pressed up against my backside. I knew it was only going to be a couple minutes before he'd be hard enough to take me again. I could hardly wait to. Flanked by Greg and Tommy she walked to the end of the road,turned the corner to the right and paused."Is this the place?" Greg asked.She looked around."I think so. I've hardly been out here since we moved away when I waslittle, but it looks vaguely familiar. I think there used to be ashopping centre down the street and I guess that's where we were going whenit happened." You saw a guy get run over." Yeah." And he's, what, haunted you ever since?" I guess. Something like that."He reached. They had a 1 year old Dane that a lady had just brought in because he was just too big for her small house. She never thought he would grow to that size. He could lick my wife's face while still standing on four feet. He was huge. We didn't expect a Dane to be that big, but he was extremely well behaved. He would listen to commands to shake, sit and lay down even though he didn't know us. My wife was sold right away. I tried to act unsure of it even though I could see he was packing some. Once Maggie gets these naughty little ideas in her head, anything's likely to happen!" she teased warningly.Maggie stood up before I could react to Gladys's comment, positioning herself between the two seats on the small little step leading down into the driver's compartment. Standing, but leaning forward, placing her hands on the back of the seats for support."Think you can fuck me from behind like this?" Maggie asked."No problem!" I responded happily. Just seeing the way Maggie stood with.