I eased her door open and the puppy came bouncing out and took off down the hall. He got to the end, saw no way out and turned around. He shot past me...and went into the kitchen.I followed him and opened the back door for him. He shot out and ran over to the grass and squatted. He reminded me of myself when I've had to hold it in the car all the way home. I swear, he peed for a full minute. After that was done, he moved a couple of feet and took a dump.As soon as he was finished, he looked at me. Desire to fuck me and be fucked by me. Desire to have me swallow his moaning orgasm and to keep his cock in my mouth and milk it over and over. Desire to lick my nuts and to rim me and to suck me so hard that I might not ever want it to end. I gasp and pull back, I can't believe that something like this could happen and feel sure that someone will come into the room at any moment. I tell him that I want him, as if he doesn't know, but to say that I think that we should continue, if possible, at. And to the left was a four-poster bed made up with satin sheets and with lace shears hanging from the awning rails around the posts. On the wall behind the bed was a period picture of a woman from the past, her large skirt raised up enough to show the many layers of petticoats, slips, with stockings on her legs, tapering to high heeled shoes of the day.As Gene watched Alyssa walk away from the door, he looked at her shapely legs covered with dark stockings coming out from beneath the silk robe. I had never really toyed around with my ass before. I hadn't known it would feel this good. I then felt a finger. He was rubbing my ass with a finger and licking between my ass and balls. He started to put pressure on my ass with his finger. I didn't object. I took his finger away and I assume he licked it, because when it returned it was really wet. He started pushing my button again, this time I could feel the pressure it started to go inside me. The tip of his finger made it inside and I let.