She spread her legs and put her hand under her short skirt, sliding her experienced fingers up and down her juicy slit. She could spend hours playing with her cunt! Jane sat, diddled and daydreamed about cocks – all the different sizes and shapes she has seen in her short, young, but experienced life. “Daddy has the nicest cock,” she said out loud, to no one in particular. “Jack’s cock is nice too! It felt so good in my ass! Bill’s cock is still growing, momma said. I hope it gets as big as Pa’s. Mr. Wilson has a long, thin cock, and Mr. Peabody, my old teacher, had a small one. It was still nice though, and he could make a lot of sperm!” It seemed as if she was trying to share her knowledge of cocks to an imaginary friend. She licked her fingers occasionally, cpl coated with her juices, and wished she could lick her own pussy. She had tried, but her tongue wasn’t long enough! indian Jane sat like that for a while, daydreaming and playing with her pussy, enjoying the weather and the nice sexy feelings between her legs. Then, she heard something coming down the path, kicking up mulch and stones as it got closer. She quickly pulled her fingers from her pussy, like her momma taught her, when there were strangers around. Looking down the path, Jane saw a happy mutt of a dog trotting towards her. He was lean and lanky but strong and friendly. He saw Jane and ran to her excitedly. “Hello puppy!” Jane said. The friendly dog put his large front paws on the bench and began to lick her face. “Oh, what a friendly doggie you are! What fat is your name doggy?” She looked on his neck, but the dog did not have a name tag or a collar. “All doggies need a name. Maybe I’ll give you a name!” She petted the frisky dog up and down. The dog sniffed her and licked her in happiness. “What is a good name for you? Spot…? No.., Butch? No…” The dog was a stray and craved attention - like Jane! He loved getting petted and found her fresh scent intoxicating. He liked her scent a lot! There was something about her… He sniffed around carefully, first her face and neck, trying to find the source of an elusive, musky odor. Jane patted his head, and he sniffed her fingers. There it was! He licked her fingers repeatedly, making Jane giggle. “Oh, you like pussy juice too, huh? Just like me, doggie! It's time to meet my sex slave!” She didn’t react. Her third lie of the day. It was obvious they wanted to fuck in “The Happy Fucking Ground”. She said “just watch”. “Welcome Grace” said Max as she shook the Proffered hand. I'll chalk this up to you being young and hormonal. She was tight, but she stretched to accommodate his fingers. I didn’t know what they were at all so I never said anything to anyone about it. Karen stepped up next to Janet and stared down at Janet’s hands as her friend fat played with John’s erection. I marvelled that no one had found us thus indian far and when I finally let fly her eyes rolled as if in ecstasy. Pressure on my bed, he is laying down next to me, his hand is suddenly on my waist and I feel my stomach dip. “Not here,” the Judge explained but it was too late and Angie’s little black panties with gold embroidery were already around her ankles. "I don't know how safe this is," I warned. “Yes,” she answered. She chuckled at his response as her heart raced from the thought that she could seduce him so easily. My cock wasn’t anything special. cpl Now that I think about, Charles did type up the report. “Elise, help me out here!” Better yet, take them off at your desk before you two start making out. John asked.