"Come in. It's open," Kathy called as she threw the towel over her damp hair to give it a final rub-down. "I said come in," Kathy shouted. "Damn!" she...mumbled under her breath and walked briskly to the door and threw it open."I said you could--ohhhh!" Kathy cried in surprise. Saber was standing at the door and panting rapidly as he looked up at the blonde and barked."So, you decided to take up my proposition, huh, boy," Kathy cooed as she kneeled down and rubbed the big dog's hairy neck. "Well. The next morning we ate breakfast together, as we always do before I go to school. When it was time for me to catch the bus, dad would give me a hug at the front door. Now that I was growing up our hugs were becoming more affectionate.I started feeling a bump in his pants during our hugs. It was almost imperceptible at first, but it became unmistakable - my dad was rubbing himself between my legs. I didn't move away. Instead, I imagined that I was my dad's lover. A shiver ran down my spine.I. ‘Aye, but you do not miss yours,’ he said. She did not argue the point. ‘And you miss yours?’ she asked. ‘Yes,’ he replied immediately. ‘There is something comforting about the wild, Lura. It is always changing, always moving with the seasons and the winds, but never truly different. The deer come and go, as do the bears and wolves. The rains come, feeding the thirsty ground, and the storms come to purify the air. Out here, there is only the survivor and the prey, the hunter and the food. You. She pressed herself against me, acting on pure instinct. My mouth left hers to burn a trail of fiery kisses down the slender column of her flushed throat. She almost passed out from sheer desire as yanked the neckline of her gown aside to bare her firm, round breasts. He cupped one milky globe and brought it to my lips, the dusky pink peak puckered prettily under my intense gaze and seemed to visibly swell as her wanting for me grew.I suckled greedily, drawing whimpers of cat like pleasure from.