My wife was depressed of coarse and when the booze hit her head the tears started flowing. She had her head on Arlene's shoulder going on about how mu...h she wanted k**s and how she wasn't sure if we could adopt and so on. Dave looked at me and said he was sorry but, he was sure we could adopt and if we wanted he was willing to be a sperm donor. I didn't make any kind of comment on what my wife was saying or anything, but when I looked at Arlene she had a bit of a smile on her face. I didn't. .. um ... I was just waiting for my boyfriend." This is my territory, girly," he growled."What?" You know what I mean. My girls work this block." Oh." She seemed to consider this. "Look, mister, my guy is going to be by to pick me up any minute now. I swear, I haven't done any business here tonight ... and I'll leave. I'll tell him we can't work here, and we'll leave. No trouble, okay?"He laughed, low in his throat, and pressed even closer. "I got a better idea," he said. "Why don't you leave. What have you been doing?’ ‘Well, you probably won’t like what I was doing.’ ‘Please tell me, I’m curious to know how you keep busy.’ She hesitated, ‘I told you about my older man friend who visits me. He was here when you called.’ Eric taunted her, ‘Tell me more, what did you do? Did you have sex with him?’ She lightly said, ‘Yes.’ Eric was irritated, but realized he was turned on to think she had just been fucking her friend. In a demanding voice, ‘Tell me about it.’ ‘Alright, but don’t get. "LICK MEEE!" Kathy cried as the dog pranced between her widely spread legs and started lapping at her juicing snatch."LICK ME, DOGGIE! OHHH, YESSSS!" Kathy realized she sounded like Connie did a little while ago. There was something deliciously wild about the dog's tonguing. Never before had she ever dreamed about wanting a dog for a lover. Now, nothing seemed more natural."AHHH!" she cried as she clenched her fingers tightly into a fist and pounded the floor wildly. Kathy thrust her crotch up.