Slowly she started to ease the length of it out of me as her hand corkscrewed up my shaft to the head of my cock her fingers dancing over the tip and ...ack down.At this point, I was tossing my head from side to side, hissing like a kettle and begging for her to make me cum, between moans and gasps. Every thrust caused me to grunt almost like a wounded animal. I may not have been tied down, but I didn't dare do anything to break her trance and cause her to stop either.She obliged, picking up the. ********** The next morning at breakfast, as nonchalantly as she could muster, Hailey said, “I think we should get a dog. It would be good for the girls and company for me.” “If that’s what you want,” sighed Craig, “what breed are you thinking of?” “I thought perhaps a golden retriever,“ said Hailey, “I have heard good things about them,” and she had to bite back the words, “and have big cocks.” Casually as she could manage she went on, “oh and I think a rescue dog would be best, don’t want to. “Reg? Is that you, son?”“It is, Mum. Happy New Year!”“The same to you, Reg. It was nice of you to think of ringing me to say that.”“There was another reason, Mum. I have discovered that when Dad was killed, I was there with him. You never told me that.”“Yes, that’s right. You were too young at the time to know what was happening. You were in your push-chair, so you nearly got hit as well. I decided it was a nasty event you were better off not knowing about.”“Well, you might have had the best of. "When can we see them?" I asked Louise."Well, it's Wednesday," Louise said. "How about Friday night? Do you have to ask Tad?" You know damned well that wild horses couldn't keep Tad away. You'll be lucky if he doesn't come by your house to see them tonight!"After consulting with Tad, we'd agreed that we'd invite Louise and Don out to a restaurant for dinner Friday night, before going back to their house to see the photographs. We'd gotten two free home-cooked dinners from Louise already, and.