I told her to take it easy and not to make me cum, I had a lot of work ahead of me.She was a master at teasing me and by the time we got to the cabin ... was throbbing. We carried our stuff inside and Mary shoved me onto the couch. She quickly stripped off her clothes and jumped on top of my cock. She was soaked. Kayla stripped as well and got on the couch next to us. Mary and I both reached over at the same time and we worked at fingering her and rubbing her clit. Mary rode me hard and I was. Gloria, the bartender, holds up a glass and motions to me, suggesting I might want my regular drink, gin and tonic. I nod a yes, and turn to survey the crowd hulking over their glasses, as they ponder their dismal life. Gloria brought my drink, asking how I was doing and where had I been for so long. I don’t get over to this side of town that much, but, I always drop in when I do, was my reply. She leans forward and whispers that Don, one the usual’s, had been kicked out of his apartment a few. "But, I'm sorry. I didn't know. I'm sorry. You just don't look like you need a service dog, I guess." She was fast losing the joy she had felt just moments earlier.He put his things on the desk and sat down on it. "It's really not that. Barkley is a therapy dog, not a service dog. If he was meant to be a service dog he would be trained especially to aid someone with a disability and not act completely freely. Anyway, he can interact with people. Come on. I'll tell you all about it. Why not.. Then the woman shifted her position a little, bringing her legs up onto the bed and laying on her side, one knee bent and the heel pressed into the top of the bed to hold it high. One of her hands slipped down between her wide soft white thighs and disappeared from view but I heard the woman moan gently and I knew from watching mother what was happening.All too soon her big ass was pumping forwards as her hand stayed between her legs and I thought the sight delicious - the woman beautiful in my.