Deni would text me at every chance she got, just short messages of “I love you”, “I need you” and such. I couldn’t help but love her, she wa... behaving like a teen in a first relationship. I guess in a way, we both were.It got to almost 4pm and my phone buzzed once again. The message read “Dave messaged me, he’s stopping away one more night”. My heart raced at the prospect.I heard the sound of her car pulling up about 5:30, right at her usual time, but instead of heading home to her house, she. "So glad you came back". Laura explained she is a photographer and could give me some tips on taking pictures. It's now obvious that they had looked through all the pictures on the camera. She said that some of them were good but the ones of both of us would be better if someone else took them. Wow, me and Carrie both thought of how much of a turn on it must be to have someone else take pictures of us. Scott came in from the kitchen with a tray of mugs and a pot of tea. We all made small talk. The Indian brandishing the war club was in the most favorable position for a shot, so Otto put a bullet through his back. The other Indian was startled by the shot and snapped his head around. That was all the opening the dog needed; he jumped at the Indian's neck and crushed it with his powerful jaws.Otto was somewhat familiar with dogs, so that he knew that these two were Great Danes, though he had never seen them before. Both dogs turned to look at him, but they did not charge, so Otto put. " She twisted her body to show her arms still bound behind her, her full breasts swinging with the movement. I felt myself getting hard again: Harold was right, this was one sexy woman! Just looking at her, sitting on the bed like that, the way her cunt gaped open from her crossed legs ...Walking around the bed behind her, I untied her arms, tempted to pull her back and shove my own cock into that hot wet mouth. No, I thought to myself, I wanted to lock this in for Martin, let her focus on.