I wondered what she would think of the liberties I had actually taken with Lucy. “I have always called her Lucy, Mrs. Bascomb, and not only has she never objected, but she encouraged the familiarity.” I might have continued, but Lucy stepped between us to intervene. “Really, Mother—what a stupid thing to argue about. Matt is right. I encouraged him to call me Lucy and I told him to bring Max. I think you’ll find him better behaved than many of your other guests. However, we’ll leave if you would prefer.” “Well…I wouldn’t want you to leave, darling.” “Matt brought me so I’ll be leaving with him.” From the expression on her mother’s face I gathered that she Fucking wasn’t accustomed to having Lucy—or anyone else—speak that way to her. Fortunately, her father intervened to say that we were welcome and that he hoped we would enjoy our afternoon. Lucy took my hand and walked me to the bar. I ordered a Coke with a lot of ice and Lucy asked for an iced tea. She then spoke quietly to the bartender who left, returning a minute later with a large bowl of water for Max. I placed it at the edge of the patio where it wouldn’t be in anyone’s way. Then Lucy took my hand again and we mingled, speaking with several members of the city council and a few folks I recognized from the diner. Apparently, my appointment as chief of police was an open secret. The council bigtits had met in what is known as “executive session” which is supposed to be private and confidential. Executive session is usually reserved for personnel and legal issues or negotiations with labor unions, few of which exist in the southern states. The household staff served as waiters and waitresses, bringing boiled shrimp and little pieces of toast with brie and caviar, among other offerings. This was the most extravagant barbeque I’d ever been a part of. Several times someone dropped a canapé and jumped back expecting to see Max run over them to get a free snack. I hoped they weren’t too disappointed because he completely ignored them. Lucy rewarded him by holding several fried scallops out for him to sample. He looked at me for approval then lapped his treat off Lucy’s hand once I had nodded. She further rewarded him then with a hug that Max indian obviously enjoyed. His tail wagged wildly for several minutes while Lucy petted him and scratched his ears. That was when a woman asked, “Isn’t that a dangerous dog? I can’t believe you would have anything to do with such a beast.” Lucy looked up and replied, “He can be dangerous, but I’ve seen kids play with him for an hour or more and I know he’d never hurt me.” As if to prove her point Max licked Lucy’s face as she grinned and laughed, hugging Max even tighter. I put an end to it by helping Lucy to her feet and telling Max to heel. It was time to eat. Lucy and I went in to use india the bathroom while Max stood guard. I washed Lucy’s face then she reached up to give pussyfucking me a big wet kiss. It whisked, the silk rustling on silk before sliding through her collar. She was quivering in anticipation not only because it was her first time with another woman but because she’d never been on the receiving end of oral before – her first boyfriend having been inexperienced and shortlived and her most recent lover simply being selfish, no one had ever reciprocated her blowjobs. I knew these next two inches would get me into her throat. The Lizardman’s tail twitched involuntarily and after a moment, and a spiteful glare at pussyfucking Lace, he complied, lifting his spear though he clearly remained displeased, his eyes Fucking flickering to his human counterpart who had already done the same. The front now dangling down the skirts. "Why?" The next morning all six girls were raised early by a young black boy as always, although Tracey always wondered why as they had little to fill the days once up. Dakota came over to me. In front bigtits of Nadia, she asked, "Daddy, are you ready to have your world rocked tonight? Cindy moaned into his mouth. We all have to die sometime. The jacket was fitted, a high neck line accentuated with an expensive silk scarf. That caused her to laugh, “You deserve a indian little treat…” I felt her sit up a bit, leaving her slowly softening cock in her mouth. Nothing happened between the two of them for several days but Nita had discovered the thrill of masturbation and was now doing it. Taylor let out a sigh in pleasure as her father gave her pussy more licks. Sam followed her in and sat on my right. I india look at the ruined panel in shock, realizing how close we came to docilely turning round. She flicked on the TV. Against my better judgment, I obey and lie down on the floor. When Vicky returned with my drink, she said, "I hope this one is more to your liking, Sir." The other bound woman on the truck was in similar predicament only that her breasts were not in nearly as deplorable condition straining only 35 inches off the truck “rail”. I’d like you to. She was carrying a small dingy back pack. “You just need to clean up while I’m at work.” They dived in swan around. We pulled up into a long driveway that led to a large house. So I am Jane this is my husband Tom, my sister Mandy, my mother Mary, my father Jack, my brother, Steve and my granddad, Richard. I got her repeating her "mantra" as it where, "I feel so... relaxed, calm, free, good." She was wearing tight, gray yoga pants and a black sports bra, her breasts round. Not a single hair below his head. Another thing that that place was selling was tickets to a Boat Party.