Satisfied that a problem had been solved, Rex took another lap around the fence line. A strange dog had come through the fence at some point that mor...ing, but it was long gone, the tracks departing into the hardwood grove to the east. He left a mark on the fence, then headed back to the house again. As he approached the back door, he could hear that Helen was in the kitchen. Good. He could probably convince her to give him something to do, or at least exchange a few tricks for a biscuit. . Almost before I had the car in park, she slipped her right knee over my hips and with a little difficulty lowered her tight wet pussy on my cock. That worked for a while, till she started to fuck a little harder and her ass set the car horn off. It took a minute till we realized what had happened. Giggling to each other, I turned her and laid her back onto the passenger seat. I worked to get my pants pushed down a bit so I could move and finally, I was in a position to fuck the girl I'd been. One day, I did a mean thing. I dislodged a lot of history books on the very bottom shelf and left them lying down, hoping she would come along to tidy up. There was every chance that the assistant would do it. Ironically, I should have been more interested in the assistant. She was slim and pretty, and very young. I remember she said she was from Wigan in the UK; but no; I only had eyes for busty Mrs G.Mrs G came out with the trolley. I let her do all the other aisles, and when I saw she was. "Actually enjoys a cock in her rear." And in her mouth," Edith agreed and laughed.Their teasing didn't bother Cyrus. He was drunk on the afterglow of hisorgasm. "I wonder what a real man's cock feels like up the arse?" heasked."You'll never know," Edith replied with disdain."Why not?!" Cyrus whined."No man wants to have anything to do with a girly-boy like you," Edithridiculed."Oh, I don't know," Mary chimed in. "I can think of some that might.Thomas for one." The footman? Eww," reacted Cyrus..