Oh GROSS! There was a stray dog eating it. As he got closer he pulled over to the side of the road and pulled out his phone to call someone to clean u... the deer. He got out of his car and noticed that it wasn't a deer at all, but a woman laying there. Luckily the dog wasn't eating a dead body of some kind, it was just sniffing around. Brian shooed it away and it ran off. He went down on one knee to see what he was getting himself into.The woman seemed to be alive and there were no outward. I didn't want him to discover it, but I was helpless to stop him, helpless to even speak.He slipped his fingers over my fuzzy pubic mound, and my legs spread involuntarily, allowing them to run over my slit. I groaned as he touched my clit, and he let out a huge belly laugh. "You're not wet; you're soaked! How turned on by all this are you?"I just blushed and turned my head away. He grabbed my chin and pulled it back so that my eyes locked on his. "You are mine tonight," he said, and then. I ease my foot into one, pulling it over my ankle and gently smoothing it up the length of my leg. The feeling is exquisite as the sheer nylon slides up my thigh, I make sure the seam is as straight as I can get it, hugging the curve of my calf and on up my thigh to where the thick welt fits tight around my leg. I clip the first suspender on at the front, pulling it taught. then the back, reaching as far round as I can get it, to make sure it lines up with the seam, a little more adjustment on. It was the Fourth of July. I already knew what I was wearing. A blue halter top with a low back, that looked amazing on me. It hugged in all the right places, and made my waist look tiny. I wore a mini skirt that was one of those Ella Moss types. This one, I had had special made. Red and white strips. Talk about fun! For my bathing suit ... a blue string bikini that looked amazing. And then I wore some blue flip flops to match. I had practically stopped wearing all my stilettos, having found.