Come here Homer, she whispered, arms at her side, back arched provocatively. Obediently the dog approached his mistress. Whether or not her nakednes... was an influencing factor or simply that his canine senses latched on to the milky smell of her breasts is a moot point. Certainly they were the nearest point of contact so far as his moist nose was concerned. He nuzzled her cleavage before licking her right breast enthusiastically. Sophie felt a hot flush snaking its way south. Good boy! she. She thinks, she tells me, that I --my former me -- am gradually dissolving before everyone else's eyes, thatI -- the me I am to be -- am gradually resolving into focus. Saturdays, meanwhile, are for waking in my bed, alone. Alone. Alone.Saturdays are for wondering about the Friday that has yet to happen. AndSundays -- oh, this time of year, Sundays are meant for fog seeping itsdrizzling rain, days to wonder if the dim chill of isolation will evercome to an end. To soak in a hot tub, until steam. I was loving the feeling of his touch and his body against mine, it turned me on more than I already was. I pulled my lips away from his just an inch and rested my forehead against his while I felt his back and lifted his shirt off of him. I pressed my dick into his once more and I went down his shoulder and bit gently. His arms were around me again and his hands were reaching around my waistline to pull my shirt up. I pulled back to let him take it off of me, then pressed my chest into his.. Cindy climbed up and over me, and inserted my rock hard cock into her moist and willing pink pussy. I could not believe how great it felt and it met with hymenic resistance, and she pushed down hard on my cock. Blood dribbled down the sides of my shaft. She moaned and winced. She then seductively said, Now neither of us are virgins. She moved up and down on it, I asked her to take it slow, as I did not want to cum to soon. Cindy took long slow strokes, up and down my dick. The feeling was.