.but I would be lying if I told you I hadn't ever thoughtabout it; you're a really nice guy, you've got a good job, you're not atall bad looking. I wo...ld love--I would be thrilled to accept.But.MADDY frees her hand from BOB's, and puts both her hands in her lap. BOBlooks at the now-empty space between them, crestfallen.But you know I can't, for so many reasons. You know that, don't you? Whyit wouldn't--couldn't, couldn't ever--work?BOB(Defensively) No, Madison, I don't know. Tell me, Madison.. Tink is making a dress for herself and offered to make you one, too.”“Tink ... is going?” The idea of Tink going too brought up a weird feeling in her chest. Though some of her memories had returned, they were sporadic and rarely made sense. Her love-hate relationship with the goblin was something she struggled to understand, and this was one of those times. It shouldn’t matter to her that Tink was going, but for some reason, it did.“She is, but mainly because I told her she needs a break.. "You mumble something around my cock, and I can see that you're cumming from Bruno's aggressive licking. His tongue is deep in your pussy and his nose is banging against your clit. "Cum, baby. Let Bruno make you cum." You hips buck against the dog's savage licking. I squeeze your little nipples through the nightie, "Cum baby!"Your little body arches, and you scream around my cock. I pull out and hear you shouting, "Make me cum, Bruno, lick your bitch's little cunt!" Your body twists under. I watched it move back and forth as she wiped the table down. Knowing she couldn’t see me behind her, I sat up closer with my face now just 8 or 10 inches from her butt. I remember being able to smell her perfume. And I almost came in my pants. When she finished cleaning the table and stood up again, I sat back on the couch and tried to cover my erection discretely with my hands. “Okay. All done,” she said. And as she walked away from me, toward the kitchen, she stopped, reached up under the.