Maybe she wanted to see for herself."My reply was a hushed, "What?!?!" Yes, we're BFFs. We tell each other everything, daddykins," she stated.Once mor... that familiar thought ran through my head, 'I have a feeling I might live to regret this' as I planted my face in the pillow.She tried to comfort me, rubbing my back and kissing me as I lay face down, "Don't worry daddykins, she won't tell anyone."All I could say was, "Okay, I hope not."The whole day had been strange, wondrous but very strange.. ...and definitely not the name! Sparkles is Chihuahua with theusual small dog syndrome, meaning she would embarrassingly have a go atanything larger than her then cower behind me when they reacted!As we met of course Sparkles started barking at her dog to myembarrassment. The woman simply looked down at Sparkles and smirked, herdog was even more arrogant, he had obviously ascertained that she wasno threat, and certainly not breeding material and so could be ignored"Come here. My other hand found her slit willing as I caressed the inner muscle there and probed her channel as well while her excitement grew. I leaned over her back as her face burrowed into the soft comforter that was now freshly washed and whispered “Do you trust me Sandra?” Her reply came as she turned her head sideways on the fabric and cooed “Yes Daddy.” One finger became two as I penetrated her ass with deliberate strokes and moved in sync in and out of her sopping pussy with two fingers of. “So, fill me in please and don’t keep me in suspenders any longer,” I joked. That reminded me of the variation of stockings and belts I’d found in her grandmother’s bedroom. Lou hadn’t got the quip and bounded on.“Well you know ... like ... I stayed at Cecily’s while...”“ ... Mummy and I weren’t around,” I prompted her eagerly, nodding. “Good fun yeah?”“Cripes yes daddy, it was cool. Her brother Jago showed us some snaps on his phone and he had to goto the toilet and left the phone so Cecily.