I just knew that my relationship with them was just a short-term thing because of what happened. There was no real commitment. I knew I loved them bot... but I was not in love with either of them. That kind of commitment was not something any of us was ready for. For me, Tracy was still painfully fresh in my mind.The school day went by in a flash. Everyone was excited about the game and the teachers seemed to realize it. There was not much in the way of learning accomplished today. In last. He'd get a lot bigger than that pretty soon; Licorice was a Black Lab, and a large one even for that breed. He weighed a good 85 or 90 pounds, all muscle beneath his shiny black fur. When he stood up on his back legs he could put his paws on my shoulders and kiss me while we danced.And his penis ... I was in love with it, just as I was in love with the rest of him. I rubbed his cock gently and didn't wait, but just put my mouth over the tip, giving it a soft warm place to grow, washing it with. " I could hear the choked sob in his voice. "I don't want to turn out like the drunken whore she is." He turned his watery eyes to me. "I won't be a drunken whore like her." My heart broke for him. "I won't let the whole trailer pack pass me around like some joint. I'm not a whore."I pulled him into my arms and let him weep into my chest. I stroked his back, and cradled his head. "I got you, Jessie." I said softly, kissing the top of his curly head. "I got you." I held him, letting him cry it. I picked it up, and the initials told me it was Beth's, it was wet, she had wiped his sperm with it, and the chlorinated odour confirmed it.I looked down realizing my jodhpurs had no pockets, nor did my top, not that I really needed pockets, as the common idea and practice of knotting the hankie at its corners, rolling it tight and putting one knot up my ass, and the other atop my clitoris, and bedding the remainder between my labia, made for an instant sex toy whilst walking about, with the.