“You okay?” Daniel called out to her, snapping her from panic.　　　　“Yeah, just something is missing.”　　　　“Anythin... important?”　　　　“No, it’s fine,” she said placing the container back on the counter. Daniel walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. She sank back into him.　　　　“It’s nothing Daniel. Let’s go. We have a lot to do,” she said, unwrapping herself and walking away. When the sting and audible slap on her ass hit her, the surprise of it made her wobble in pleasure.　　　　“Easy. The latter remained silent throughout the visit, but Sandrine watched him carefully and saw he’d missed nothing.After his wife had poured out the tea the father opened the conversation.“May I speak, Mistress Sandrine?”She was not yet at ease at being addressed with such formality and surface respect, but Sandrine nodded.“I shall not dwell on our earlier meetings.” He glanced briefly at his wife, who remained without expression. Sandrine was confident she knew or suspected the circumstances of. Now they had a big brute of a dog and a lusty young man to watch, and they were game for anything.So was the dog.But the Great Dane had never had a blowjob. None of the bitches he had known, not even the sexy French poodle, gave head. And his human mistress had drawn the line at that, so the beast wasn't sure what was required of him--although he was more than willing.Nor was Linda quite sure how to go about blowing her first canine, although she was eager for the experience.She leaned down and. “Mhmm?” I ask, reaching to turn the radio’s volume all the way down.“I think it would change things, depending on the genre, of course. Is this a comedy we are in? A drama? Ooh...a horror film? Maybe you are driving me out to that Zzyzx road in the desert where you have a field of shallow graves.”“Sometimes, you scare me,” I say lightheartedly.She pulls one foot to tuck under her and turns toward me so her back is at an angle against the door. Those raven-colored ribbons now pull out the open.