"At that moment a little figure with tousled blonde hair and a blue dressing-gown wandered into the kitchen. Her eyes were still befuddled with sleep....'Morning, Mummy," it murmured and then realising Mark was there pulled itself together with a major effort and said, "Hello, Mark. Good morning." Good morning, Victoria" answered Mark and watched as Victoria drifted over to stand beside her mother. He did not think he had seen anything more appealing: a tiny little blonde waif with her hair. The class was all lecture, mostly about organizing your material and holding the audience's attention. I tried snuggling with Adam a few times, but he tensed up and pushed me away. His dick was sticking up like a gearshift lever, of course, but every time I reached for it Adam stopped me. The cotton pants guy watched all of this and eventually opened his zipper but I paid him no attention.The moment class ended my PDA signaled a message. I would have preferred to talk with Adam some more but he. I played with them with my tongue. I then put my hand in her panty and put a finger in her pussy. It was very wet by now.I kept licking and sucking on her boobs for some time along with fingering her. Slowly I kept licking and moved down to her tummy and naval. She was literally shouting and moaning. I then removed her panty with my mouth and started sucking.Nibbling and biting on her thighs from there moved to her pelvic area and panty lines. As I moved closer to her clit her moans were. The bitches she shared herkennel with would have deserted her for the barn a few yards away where theywould be asleep in the warm, dry straw. A few yards to warmth and shelter! Ipictured her looking at it over that short distance, I imagined her strainingat her tether in the cold rain, striving with hopeless longing to cross thosefew yards. She and her chain would have many a tussle, but it would always win.In the end she would accept it as as much part of herself as one of her limbs.'? ?.