.. rubbing her hand over my leg from just above the knee to about the middle of my thigh.She didn't get so close to be slutty or easy, but she let me ...now that she was interested!And in my own special way, I let her know I was equally "interested". She noticed that there was something going on in the crotch of my jeans.She looked at my crotch then up at me, then back to my crotch again. She was too shy to say anything but I could tell by the way she stared at the growing bulge that she was. The time was getting close now. I yelled at the massive walker hound, he shot through the door. It was almost like he knew what I wanted him to do.I went to the front door, and unlocked it. Then strolled my naked ass to the den. They would be showing up any minute now, I thought to myself. I sat down in front of the large dog. Here boy, lick mommys cunt, I told the hound. I pulled his head down to my wet pussy. Eat me boy, eat moms cunt out. The dog started licking my dripping pussy, Yes, I. I made him sit on the floor with me on the chair and asked whatever he prepared,he did not do very well which made me slap him thrice in anger. Later the night after turning his wife we had a great time in bed. It was the weekend and we were all set for his first test. It lasted three hours and he did well. Later on after checking it i found him doing very well in it. I offered him a great sex that night. A month passed and Abhay progressed well in tests with me slapping him mercilessly at. His question made me curious and, furthermore, I assumed I'd be safe with him. "We can just watch," he told me. He also made it clear that I wasn't to call him Judge nor could I use my own real name. He was Bill and I was Sandy. How ironic! Sandy was my mom's name.He took me to the top of an upscale apartment building where we walked in on forty people in various states of undress and thinly-veiled disguise. A guy in a Yankees cap was sitting back on a sofa getting an unhurried blow job from a.