If you hearmy bell, report to me in the drawing room."Arghh! I still had no clue to what was going on. "Yes, ma'am."I picked up glasses and empty bott...es in the drawing room and took themto the kitchen. I was about to load the dishwasher when someone knockedon the back door just outside the kitchen. Who would be in the back yardat this time of night? I peeked out the window.It was Mr. St. James. I unbolted the door, let him in and curtsied. "Isthere anything you need, sir?" Yes, Lisa," he said.. This dog is designed for sex with humans. Do you know anything about that Michelle?"I was squirming in my seat like a kid getting caught masturbating. "Oh really," was the only thing I could say. Andrea was staring me down with those light green eyes but didn't let go of Blue. "Come here, let me show you something." as she waved me over and patted the floor next to her. Not thinking I sat cross legged, Indian style right next to her. As I looked down at Blue I saw a wet spot on the crotch of my. I grab the bottle of baby oil sitting on the night stand and dribble some across my shaved pubic area, then across my shaft and onto my balls. Massaging in the oil, my hand glides back and forth in long smooth strokes. I start to rotate my hands one following the other stroking upwards then back down trying to draw the seamen out. The head of my cock glistened as pre-cum pushes from the tip. My eyes are closed and my stroking starts to pace itself faster. The gentle tingling in my balls telling. A conveyer whirred another suitcase into the belly of the airport and the tannoy reminded them again not to leave baggage unattended. Unattended. As if in response, he dropped his hand from her hip to close against her cheek, spreading his fingers softly against the jersey and closing them, bringing with each one a small wave of her. She hummed slightly, tilting her head into him. The Parisians in front were kissing lazily with the boredom of the wait. In response, a few anxious conservatives.