" It's a small world, Sir." Have you heard about any of the trouble she's in?" I asked, immediately reminding myself that I would make a terrible dete...tive.She leaned up on her elbow, a concerned look overtaking the pout she had been wearing. "She's in trouble? What kind of trouble?" Well, I'm not sure," I said, playing for time. "She's been acting strangely lately."The look of concern on Josephine's face disappeared as quickly as it came. "She's a strange person. And from what I've heard, she. ” My thumb circles the head of your cock, and my free hand finds your nipple and rolls it between my finger and thumb, turning it into a hard little pebble. You moan and thrust yourself into my hand. “You moved,” I say as I drop my hands from your body. “That’s not funny. OK, I promise not to move, just don’t stop. I reach around and wrap my fingers around you again “Alright, but if you move again, I leave.” My other hand cups you, then gently squeezes, and this draws a sound from your. "C'mon! Please! Let's go outside!"She knew the dog thought that it was time for him to perform again. He probably wouldn't leave until something happened. There was no way she could leave him in there. The Mortons would find him and know she had broken in. "Oh, God!" she moaned. "Oh, Lord!"As Sharon closed the red door, she stared at the dog's swelling shaft. It was all the way out now. The shiny red cock was pulsing and throbbing. There was no way out for her. She had to fuck the dog or get. They were deep in conversation but also seemed to be watching everyone, probably looking for a couple of women to pick up. One of them looked my way, then said something to his friend which caused him to turn to look in our direction. I just kept chatting to Dave occasionally glancing in their direction. I was sure they were looking at me, and that I was their topic of conversation.It wasn't too long before they edged closer, eventually asking to put their drinks on our table as the place was.