”Another week passed. Then came a phone call from Simon.“I asked my colleague about the divorce,” he said. “Roughly speaking it goes like this... The only problem would be money. Legally the courts here in Britain have no clout in the Netherlands. The courts here can serve the petition on Peter, and if he does not reply I can get a bailiff to go across and serve him at home. If he still doesn’t reply, the legal proceedings will go ahead anyway over here.”“But will the divorce have any standing in. "I reached for my pants and pulled them slowly down, then my boxers. "If you don't want to have sex, right now, tell me to leave, or you can bend over right now, and I will fuck that phat ass of yours."Monica stood in silence as she stared at my dick. "Not in my ass," Monica said as she slowly walked back to me.Slowly she bent over in front of me. "I knew it," I said as I pulled up her skirt, a dark green thong greeted me. The lines were disappearing between her massive ass cheeks. I slapped. Once there, however, the loyal canine knew exactly what to do. His moist nose pressed against the human's clitoris, moving up and down with each extension of his tongue. The raspy surface tickled Karen's sensitive cooze, flattening her pussy hair to her skin. The glistening flesh of the womanÀÀs labia became exposed to the animal's eager tongue, revealing the source of the potent sexual discharge.Knowing what Rosco was capable of, Karen reached into her crotch with both hands.. "Uuuh... Yes, anything you wanted, within reason." Well... I want to... You know..." she whispered as she looked up at me.I swallowed hard, unsure of what to say, and she spoke again."You know.... Play around." I'm not sure that's a good idea, sweetie," I finally said, "I am your Dad." I know that," she replied, "and I know you love me, and I love you, so... I want you to be my first. "My brain defaulted to the throbbing cock in my boxers, "Are you sure about this?" Yes, I've been thinking.