“I’m not here to judge you one way or the other. Though, as a psychologist, I’d have a hundred questions,” she joked.Carla couldn’t help but...watch as Sarg and Major long tongues lapped at their moistened pussies. “I have a dog at home too, a golden retriever. I’ve never really thought about having sex with him until about now.”“You can borrow Sarg or Major if you like. They can fuck seemingly for hours without stopping. They’re loyal to you and never tell on you, except maybe to another dog,”. Over the following weeks I used the big black vibrator on her and she loved it, I asked if she would love a real black cock, but she never would answer me.Then one day I caught her looking at the calendar. She went red with embarrassment and asked me if I thought the pics were real and if white couples really did meet black guys. I said yes they did and there was loads of black guys that would line up to fuck here. She told me not to be silly, who would want her at her age.That night we made. ” “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” I said extending my hand. “Put that hand down and give me a hug,” Meg said to me. ”You’re going to find out that Meg is a touchy-feely kind of person,” Fran said as I approached Meg. Meg wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a peck on the cheek, then she whispered in my ear as I was giving her an air kiss, “You hurt her and I’ll have you killed.” I turned my head to whisper in her ear, “If I hurt her, I’ll kill myself before you even hear about it.” Meg. "It's okay, I understand!" she said cheerily, and then she turned back around and continued working on her computer, as she casually continued to wriggle her little bare feet in front of me.I stared at those little white feet with their little white digits, flexing back and forth, curling up and uncurling, before stretching as wide as they could, and then balling up again, and could feel my growing cock stretching against my tight jeans begging to be released.And after another minute I found.