Damian shoved the papers into one handpaw, securing it to his arm withhis free hand. He then put the dog's head back on and the other frontpaw as bes... he could. He smoothed it out with the dog's muzzle andhoped that no one would look too closely. Nor listen too much to thetiny rustle of the pages with each step of his right front paw.He trotted into the living room and took a moment to savor the sight ofhis partner in the muscular arms of agent P. It looked like things wereheating up again,. "I didn't hate it exactly."She looked at me expectantly, her eyes almost pleading me to say something positive, something that would ease the guilt and pain she was feeling. Naturally I did my best to oblige."It's not really that I didn't like it. I suppose if I'm really honest, I think perhaps I did like it. It's just that ..." I paused, more for effect than anything else."What?" she whispered, bending herself down towards me, and giving another splendid view of her monstrous bra. "What was. What Bennie did decide there and then, nonetheless, was that he was going to make his move on Ratchet, the following day.After Laura made her way back to her home in the early hours of the following morning, she showered. Then she passed out on her bed, exhausted, but sated.The following day, as Laura was preparing Ratchet’s sandwiches, Bennie joined her in the kitchen.“You seem to be getting on very well with Ratchet,” Bennie said in a voice laced with innuendo.“He’s okay,” Laura replied,. My wife wanted to rinse off when we got to the room. So I let her go first while I took care of a couple of emails. She came out dressed in a tee shirt with no panties. I jumped in the shower to rinse off. I stayed naked after my shower. We had a hotel room on the ocean side with a balcony. My wife went out to look at the full moon and listen to the waves.She was leaning over the railing looking out giving me a nice view of a different full moon. She has a gorgeous tight ass. I love to caress.