“Dave. Laura. Its about that incident with the dog.”“Yea. Sorry about that.”“Me too.” (Pause) “I wished it had happened.”“What?”�...Yea. I wished that f----ing dog had f----d me. It’s been driving me insane.”“Wow!”“Damn. You’re disgusted aren’t you? Shocked.”“Shocked. But not disgusted. (Pause) Pleased. You’re my girl”“You’re OK. With it? You don’t think I’m a pervert?”“No. I think you’re the sexiest gal in the world.”My heart stopped beating. I was so relieved.“Can you fix something up. Do you. But not during Christmas. Let’s have fun. Who knows how many Christmases we have? We’ll blink our eyes and the kids will be grown. She’s chosen to be miserable, don’t let her take us there with her.” Every word she heard stung her, as she realized she was coming between her daughter and her daughter’s husband. The Spirit raised its arm and led her onward. The ruins of a Christmas feast were on the table, and the family sat at the table, talking. “Why didn’t you ever make up with mom, dad?” a. I pulled her out of my dick and I looked at her face. My god!!! I will never forget that face. Drooling, sweat covered, eyes half closed, locks of hair falling on her forehead, mouth half open. She was fighting to go back to my dick. I did not want that, she will make me cum and then the fun will be over. Some how I removed her blouse and bra. Then I placed her in my lap with legs open wide and she clung to my left nipple sucking on to it.I placed my right hand between her legs and started. At least, I find it the hardest.”“I’d be more than willing to help you if you need it,” Dad said as he and the Moms walked up.Since the women in the house had coordinated, Sandy was wearing a classic little black dress. This one had spaghetti straps and hugged her body tightly. The top showed some decolletage and it extended to mid-thigh. She was obviously bra-less and I could detect no sign of undies. Carol had donned a loose, silky, burnt-orange sleeveless blouse with tails hanging to below.