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I thought about my options. Swallow it, let Hershey, pour it on myself and let him lick it off, try to open my pussy and pour it back inside? Too many choices so I put the bowl to my mouth tilted my head back and swallowed it in two gulps. I wondered just how much dog cum I had swallowed by now. I wondered if I would ever be able to get Lisa to try it. The more I thought about that the more I thought probably not. Thinking about it now I started thinking most people would probably think that was as gross as can be. There would have to be very few people that would do that. I had often thought probably more girls did stuff with their dogs than people thought but to actually swallow cum, that would probably be too much.
I guess most people would think all of that was too much. What kind of person would want to have sex with a dog? I started thinking about that. Maybe to try and justify it or to make myself not feel so weird. I thought about the other stuff. I guess nowadays lesbian stuff isn't that odd but lesbian sex with your blood aunt? That had to be crossing some kind of line too. Maybe I was just fucked up and everything I did was fucked up. It had me thinking but I was also thinking most of my life had been fucked up so I was going to try not to be too hard on myself.
I didn't think I was hurting anyone so I held on to that to make things feel okay. Now here I was sitting on the floor with nothing but a shirt on. Earlier I had thought we would be playing all day but now I wasn't so sure. Maybe I wasn't sure of a lot of things right now but I figured I could be sure that Hershey would need a break and I probably would too. I went ahead and put a bra, a new pair of panties and a pair of sweatpants on. Maybe I should go check on my aunt's bedding and make her bed. After that I looked around to see what else I could do that would help her out.
I put some dishes away and tidied up the house. Then I took the trash out and let Hershey out. Didn't seem like much more to do around the house so we hung out in the backyard for a bit just jacking around. I wondered how my aunt's day was going? I wondered what Lisa was doing today? I had had a potential client leave me a message last night so I decided to call her for a distraction for a bit. Get my mind on something else for a few. All I really knew was it was some kind of business or maybe she ran some kind of business and so happened to need a dog trainer. I gave her a call and we talked for a while although she mostly wanted to talk and work out the details in person.
From the conversation it sounded like it was a rescue of sorts. A small facility that focused on not having a lot of dogs but a quick turnaround to get them adopted. She said they tried to help a lot of dogs but the goal was to move them through the system in order to help the next ones The training sounded okay. Mostly to knock off the rough edges so nothing extensive. Just work on any bad behaviors that might hamper the adoption. Things like general rowdiness, jumping up on people, excessive barking. Like a crash course in manners. That part sounded pretty good. The part I was concerned about was it was none for profit so that meant not a lot of money to spend and she hadn't talked about wages or fees. Sometimes situations like this did have the perk of helping with further jobs. Word of mouth and I was thinking I could try to work out something so my info was passed on to anyone that adopted one so if they wanted further training. She said we could meet later today or tomorrow so since I was free tomorrow we set up a time.
I had to get more details but I was looking forward to hearing her proposal. I had slacked off some with my career and I needed to get back to being more serious about it and with whatever was going on with my aunt and her job extra money might just help. Not that she would ask for it and probably wouldn't accept it but it'd be nice if I could help her out for once. It would still be a while before she got home and the phone call had helped clear my mind about the right or wrong of things I was doing. It had been a while since I had thought of the subject of making bad choices. For now I had to quit before too much of that got back into my head.
I had time to play with Hershey some more so before I got to the point of thinking there might be regrets I focused on if I had the time and I didn't then I might regret not doing it again. He didn't seem like he would mind another round as he followed right behind me all the way to my room. I pulled my pants down and bent over and he went right to work licking my pussy. I let him have at me for a couple minutes then sitting on the edge of my bed I took my pants the rest of the way off. By the time I got them off and got my legs opened he was right there ready to go. I let him lick me a few more minutes making sure I was good and turned on.
As he was getting me going I figured a little prep work out of me wouldn't hurt either. I started to finger my pussy to get it opened up a little thinking that might help him get inside of me easier. I wasn't sure if he was getting anxious to go or getting annoyed with my hand in the way so I got up and got my pile situated and myself situated on it. He was right there so I gave him the signal. He danced around a little but didn't mount me so I gave him the signal again and patted my belly trying to give him the hint. He seemed like he wanted to and maybe he would have but maybe I was impatient. I pulled him up onto me and tried to get him lined up as best I could.
My hand found his cock and I maneuvered it around. Once I felt it touch my pussy I gave him a few strokes. He didn't do much so I use my other hand to try to pull him closer and stroked his dick again. At first he still didn't do anything and then he pulled back and humped around a little bit but not getting inside me. I tried again then it was the same thing. He was just making a half-assed effort. Maybe two times was enough but he had pretty eagerly ate my pussy and was thrusting some. I started thinking I didn't want to make him do anything he didn't want to. Dilemmas, dilemmas, it seemed like he might not want to but then again kind of seemed like he did. I know I did.
Now I wished I understood him better. I got off the stack and walked around my room. He followed right along and continuously stuck his nose in my crotch or my ass. I laid down on the floor and spread my legs. He went right to eating my pussy again. He had to be interested. Maybe he was interested but he didn't want to fuck me. I scooted myself down and tried to keep his nose out of my pussy. When I got far enough down I reached up and rubbed his cock a little bit. He didn't seem to mind that at all so I got a better grip and start to jerk him off. A few strokes and now he was interested. He started to fuck my hand and I tried to get my feet under me and lift myself up far enough for him to fuck me.
It was a better plan then the execution. I thought I got myself high enough but with trying to hang on to him, hold myself up and spread open I couldn't ever get him inside my hole. I got close and had his dick sliding up my slit. I tried to reposition to get him inside but I thought I might lose him all together so I decided to go with it and let him slip and slide up against my pussy. I tried to push up against his cock and get it in between my lips more. When he quit humping I could feel cum splashing against my clit so I tried to keep everything exactly like it was. Of course that was also easier said than done and before long I just couldn't hold myself up anymore. I let my ass find the floor and laid underneath him. As I looked down I could see him cumming and probably all over my shirt so I pulled my shirt up hoping to get him to cum all over my boobs but I couldn't get my brs off of them quick enough.
I push my shirt up as far as it would go and then laid my back flat on the floor holding his dick in place and letting him cum all over my stomach. When I thought I had some strength back I got a hold of him and lifted myself up. With him not moving around I got him pushed inside of me and thrust myself up and down fucking my pussy with this dick. As fun as that was I only lasted a minute or so before I couldn't hold myself up again. I lay back flat on the floor. Pointing his dick towards my pussy I tried to get him to cum on it and maybe inside me.
It didn't take long until my pussy and inner thighs were wet with his cum. I was enjoying it but now I wanted his dick inside me again. I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold myself up so I was going to have to try something different. The best bet would be setting on the edge of the bed again. Trying to get out from under him made him step across me and walk a few feet away in the middle of my room. I moved to my bed and called him over. As he stood there I couldn't help but admire his red cock. He was still cumming so it was waving around a little bit and hanging down between his legs. For some reason I thought about how dogs had sex and once they were tied together they just stood there ass to ass. I wondered how exactly that worked? How did the male get his dick positioned so that would work?
I moved down to the floor on my knees and sitting back next to him. I got a hold of his dick and started to push it back between his legs. I don't know it almost felt like it spun around some in my hand but it was easily pointing out behind him now. I reached from behind him taking it in my other hand. I held it sticking straight out behind him and looked and he didn't seem uncomfortable or bothered by it at all. I wondered what it would feel like to be butt to butt with him and him inside me so I switched hands while getting on my knees behind him. I got my ass up close to him then used my other hand so I was on my hand and knees. I could feel his dick was close to where it needed to be so I adjusted myself until I could feel it pushing against my pussy.
I found my spot and tried to push back against it so it would slide in. It wasn't going in quite so easily so I tried to a couple more times without much more luck. I could feel it pushing at my hole but I couldn't quite get it to slip in. I laid my head down so I was on my knees and my head turned cheek against the floor. I reached back with my other hand. When I felt my pussy I realized his dick had moved away from it a little so I slipped a couple fingers in and made sure I was nice and wet. I used two fingers to spread my pussy lips and I tried again. At first it started to slip in but then stopped. A little bit of adjusting the distance between my knees and he slid right in.
At first I made sure he was as far inside me as I could get him. I pushed back until I felt his knot pressing against my pussy and then I stayed in that position for a few moments taking it all in. Once I thought my pussy was comfortable with him fully inside it I held his knot and begin rocking myself against him letting his dick slide in and out of me. I was really starting to enjoy dog dick. Everything about it. Now that my hand was free I got it back under me and experimented with fucking myself with my dog. I let my pussy slip back and forth on his dick and then I started to rotate my hips a little bit. The simple straightforward in and out felt the best so I experimented with how fast or slow I rocked myself into him.
After some good steady fucking I decided to push myself hard against him and then rocked a little up and down once I had his knot pushed hard against my opening. I was so wet and horny now that I could feel my pussy trying to open up for his knot. It still wasn't going to go inside me but I enjoyed it opening up against it pushing my pussy lips open. I started to really get into it but it didn't take but a few seconds until I was cumming hard. My orgasm was so intense for a second I thought I was going to lose my balance and fall over I held on to that wonderful dick of his and kept it buried inside. After I got done cumming I held still for several more seconds and then slowly pulled forward letting him slip out. As his dick slipped out of me his cum poured out.
I was disappointed I didn't think about that and at least catch it in my hand. I had let go of his dick and as I sat down on the floor and turned around I could see it was still hard. I got hold of it and pulled it back between his legs again. I leaned forward and put him in my mouth as I slowly moved my head back and forth taking him in my mouth and letting his dick slide in and out and rest on my tongue. He was still cumming so I went ahead and mouth fucked him for several minutes until he finally finished and started to go down. He pulled away from me and laid down on the floor cleaning himself. I laid on the floor myself thinking about what I had just done. Maybe it was wrong but it sure was fun.
I laid there thinking about it. I think this was another selfish thing on my part but I didn't want it to be. I wanted what I wanted and I was going to see it in whatever way I needed to to justify it. Hershey was like my best friend. I loved him and he loved me unconditionally. We had an unbreakable bond with or without the sex. The things we did was just something else that bonded us. I enjoyed it and I believed he did too. We were fulfilling needs and when you do that with someone or something you loved how could it be bad? I was thinking too much again. When he got done cleaning himself he came over and did his best to clean me. I was a mess with cum from my stomach that ran to my pussy and cum from my pussy that ran down both legs.I loved his effort but I was going to have to take a shower.
First I was going to have to put the cushions and the clothes and stuff back. Get rid of all the evidence. For now though I wanted to lay on the floor and relax for a few minutes. Of course after a couple Hershey had to come and check on me. He was probably wondering why I hadn't got up but he poked me in the side a few times with his nose like he was saying get up get up. I did some gentle slap boxing with him and then he bounced around and we wrestled around. He was such a good boy.
He wasn't trying anything so I got completely naked and put all the stuff away. He still behaved so I figured I'd go downstairs and get a drink and maybe a snack before a shower. There were plenty of times I was naked at home but something about going through the routines of the day with nothing on was fun. I guess I hadn't done it a lot since I always thought Hershey would mess with me. I don't know why I was enjoying it so much but I thought I should do it more often. It would also be a good opportunity to teach him to leave it. To leave my pussy alone.
I ended up eating a dry cold Pop-Tart. Nothing too exciting about that but it was quick and easy and I really did need to take a shower before my aunt got home. I went ahead and let Hershey outside to use the bathroom. It was a breezy day and as I stood at the sliding door with it opened a little bit I could feel the breeze blowing against my naked body. I bet being outside naked would be fun too. Not sure I'd get that opportunity much though. When he finished and came back in I went ahead and took my shower. After I was all clean I stood in the shower just letting the water run down me for a while. I started thinking about Lisa.
Still two more days until I would be able to see her. I wondered how much she was thinking about me. How much she'd be missing me and how badly she would want me. For a moment I thought that was probably the one thing that I was doing that wasn't a bad choice but then I remembered, oh yeah she's married. She had made vows with someone. Yeah that was pretty bad. Geez every relationship I was in wasn't a good choice I guess. But I also guess that was more her bad than mine and she was also the one that initiated it.
I wondered about her and Ranger. Why she had ever started that? How much of it was about sex and what kind of bond did they really have? I wondered about her willing to share him with me. I wondered if she would let Hershey lick her pussy. I should try to get that answer at some point. She had met Hershey before but she had never been to my house. I wasn't sure what excuse I could give to have her come over. Maybe I wouldn't really need an excuse. We were friends after all and I've been to her house so many times. I thought about a lot of things. Maybe overthinking but not in the usual way that made me usually feel bad. Happy thoughts today.
My aunt finally got home. I wondered if she would say anything about me putting my hand inside her. She did notice I had did some chores around the house and she noticed I had washed her sheets and made her bed. I wondered how she noticed I washed them so quick? Had she noticed the wet spot? She didn't mention it but in my mind that's what I was going to think. That she knew it was there and that now it was gone. That would mean she had at least thought a little about what we had did. It had been fun and I know it was fun for her so maybe that would be something that would work in my favor. Something that would get her naked in bed more often. I did like that idea.
I wondered how often she would want to do things with me if she didn't have any worries about it. Just how often she would like to get off. I was getting off all the damn time surely she would like to more often. Now that I was thinking about it I did get off a lot. Sometimes with her, lots of times with Hershey and quite often with Lisa. Then I thought about Sarah. We hadn't seen each other or even talked in quite a while. I had heard once that she was dating a guy. I kind of figured she had just moved on. I guess that's how things went sometimes. She had done nothing wrong to me and I hadn't to her. I guess sometimes things change, people change and drift in different directions. Maybe if I hadn't found Lisa I would be missing Sarah. It was strange that I really didn't think about her much anymore.
It was strange that a part of your life like that would just go away and then there wouldn't be any real feelings about it. Okay I had to think of something else now. I thought about my aunt again and my hand inside her. I kind of wondered how that had even been possible? Was that how it was when you got older? Now I understand how she could take Hershey's knot inside her and not be wrenching in pain like I was that time. I wondered if I would ever be able to handle it before I got a lot older. I know his knot seems pretty damn huge and my pussy seems a hell of a lot smaller. I wondered what it would be like to have a bigger pussy. I'm sure It'd come in handy sometimes but I'd better enjoy my teen twat while it lasted.
I hung out with my aunt and she did thank me about her bed but never admitted anything about how she knew or about the wet spot. We talked about her work. It was her last day there and her last day with that company. She would have a couple days off then start with the new company. I guess for the first bit she would be going in every day but after training she would be working from home way more often than going in. She was excited but nervous but I was happy for her. Working from home sounded way cooler than driving into work everyday. We hadn't talked much about Hershey. I wasn't sure how she felt about doing much with him anymore but I wondered about her working from home. She would have a lot of days home alone with him while I was at school.
We talked about Lisa but I still didn't give her too much information. Nothing about what we had been doing or even that there was those kind of feelings. She did finally figure out she was married though. She didn't really say anything about it so I assumed she had no suspicion that anything was going on with us. I kind of wanted to tell her but I wasn't sure if I should yet. I guess it wasn't something I needed to hide and I wasn't ashamed. I think it was more about pacing myself with all the information. Maybe I was a little worried about what she'd think about her being married.
We talked quite a bit and it was more like it was not so long ago. I could tell the whole job thing had been a weight on her shoulders and that seemed to be gone now. I figured since she was talking and seemed in a pretty good mood I could bring up the fucking my hand thing. Before I got to she brought it up in a round about way. She apologized for springing that on me and asking me to do it. Then she apologized that it had been one sided. I told her no need to say she was sorry I would always be willing to do something like that for her and no worries about asking. I told her not to worry about the other part either. I knew she didn't have a lot of time and it was something that she needed.
I didn't know quite how to say it but I was okay with her being selfish sometimes. God knows I was. I told her I was more curious about it than anything. She seemed to really like it a lot and I was curious why or what it felt like that made it so good. She tried to explain it the best she could. How being filled down there felt good. How being filled to your absolute limit felt really good. Then how being pushed past that limit was a whole different feeling. It hurt but it was kind of a good hurt. Being to your limit then pushing past it. At first there was some pain but then it turned to unbelievable pleasure. It was something that was intense but hard to describe.
I tried to understand although it was probably one of those things you would really have to experience to understand. What I did know was listening to her explain it was making my pussy wet and making me want that. Of course I wasn't going to be able to fit her hand inside me but there had to be something. I brought up the squirting thing and she tried to explain it but that was even harder to explain. Apparently it wasn't pee but some kind of fluid that builds up inside the same place you pee from. Sometimes for some reason your orgasm is so strong that your muscles makes it squirt out. She said it wasn't something you could really control or make yourself do. I was more confused than ever.
She did warn me though that stuff like the hand came with a price. I asked her what she meant totally thinking she was going to say something like it would wear your pussy out or something. She explained that inside you was all muscle. When you did that you were stretching those muscles. That it was like when you worked out really hard and then later your muscles were sore. Working that muscle out would make it sore too. She said like right now I'm still sore enough down there that I wouldn't want to do anything. When I first got to work today it was so sore that it was hard to get comfortable sitting in my chair. If you were going to push things that far you have to expect a day or so of recovery time. Not that it wasn't worth it but it was something to be aware about.
I didn't know if she expected from the conversation that it would be something I would want to get into or if she was giving me a heads up just in case. I still wasn't sure if it was something I would want to do or experiment with but I appreciated her thorough job at explaining. But yeah, I guess doing anything more with her tonight was going to be out of the question. I really wished I would understand her feelings about us. Most of the time I felt like she believed it was a bad idea but then when she would come to me out of the blue like this morning it made me question that.
A big part of me wanted to have that conversation. I mean we could talk about anything right? But another part of me was worried what she would say. I worried she would say she wanted it to stop. If she's straight out told me she didn't want to do anything ever again I wouldn't feel right pushing it. I didn't want to think about that anymore. I didn't know what topic to bring up now though. Dinner was about ready so maybe we'd just set down and eat and something would come up. Mostly chit chat and life. I told her about the offer I had to check out tomorrow and we talked about my job. I guess it was a job. She asked if I still enjoyed it and wanted to make a career of it. I did and I did.
Somewhere along the conversation Hershey was brought up and I mentioned they'd be spending more time together. I was trying to hint pretty hard at what I was really asking but if she caught on she didn't reveal anything. Sometimes she made me crazy when she'd do that. It seemed like it'd happened a couple times tonight. I don't know what got into me but I really was curious so I bluntly asked, so with you two and so much alone time will you be doing anything? She knew exactly what I was asking then and it was fun to have her put on the spot. I think she was always pretty honest with me and without any time to prepare her answer she fumbled through her words.
At first she said no then quickly changed it to I don't know and then some rambling ending with, he's not my dog. I told her it was alright with me if she wanted to. She still left it with I don't know and that was probably an honest answer. I would let her off the hook for now but I would bring it up again at some point. I wanted her to be certain that I wouldn't mind. The conversation then shifted to us talking about our sex lives or mostly asking each other about it.
I don't think she had a clue I was doing anything with Hershey and I know she didn't know about Lisa. As far as I knew she didn't have anything going on with anyone else. I wasn't sure about Hershey. That was probably wishful thinking. So as far as we were saying it was when we did something together or masturbating alone. She did ask if I was lonely. We talked a little bit and the impression I got was that she hoped I would find somebody. She knew if I did that it would be a girl and was okay with that but still thought I should be cautious. Maybe she would understand the Lisa thing if or when she found out.
It was getting late so we talked a little bit more while I let Hershey out and then I went to my room. I turned on my music and lay in bed running everything we had talked about through my head. I felt pretty good about everything and I guess there wasn't a lot of questions I didn't get answered. A few but not a lot. I thought about what was said and what she might have meant that I missed. What I should have asked. Basically replaying everything in my head and asking myself if anything should have been different. It's a lot easier to analyze a conversation after it's well over.
I really hadn't found out what she was thinking about Hershey. I wasn't sure how much more I'd question her on that but I knew I needed to make it clear that it would be okay if she wanted to. I wasn't going to come right out and tell her it was something I wanted. I guess I should say what I wanted her to do but I guess what I wanted and what I wanted for her would both fit. I didn't understand the squirting thing but figured I probably never would unless one day I could do it. I thought about her fucking my hand. About going beyond her limits. About how it hurts but not a bad hurt. That was weird to me. She had talked about getting into it so much that she would get rougher with herself then she probably should.
To have it as deep as it was possibly going to go but then doing everything to try to get it deeper. Be so full that you lose all reasoning and want more and more to the point It'd make you sore for a whole day. That sounded weird too but I think I could totally get it. I had never gotten to that point before and besides the sore part it didn't sound so bad. I thought back to when we were together and how she was acting. Everything made sense with what she had told me. I think it was more of a turn on now then it was at the time. I knew right now I was pretty turned on.
I knew I had to be wet and I was surprised Hershey wasn't up on the bed with me. I'm not even sure where he was or what he was doing. My aunt still must have been downstairs and he must have been with her. Well not with her like with her but that's where my mind went next. I thought about the time he fucked her. Then I thought about what it would look like with him fucking her in different positions. Not so much like I had did with him but different positions with him full on fucking the shit out of her and getting his knot inside her. I thought about it enough that I was rubbing my pussy through my pajama pants.
I had to be pretty turned on because as my finger went down my slit I could feel my hole opened up some. I poked my finger pajamas, panties and all inside. I wiggled and reposition to get further inside. No I wasn't going to get all crazy and over do it I just wanted a little more. Once I got more in I reached inside my pants with my other hand I let my fingers work my clit. After a minute or two I put my first hand inside and pushed two fingers up in my pussy. I let them find my spot then rubbed my clit and let my fingers rub inside me. I was trying to be quiet and sneaky about it but then I heard Hershey come bouncing into my room.
I was surprised it had taken him this long but more surprised when I opened my eyes to see if he knew what I was doing and saw my aunt standing in my doorway looking. For a second I wondered if she knew what I was doing but there's no way she didn't even under the blanket my legs were spread knees up a little and probably a bulge in my crotch area from my hands. At first she stood there and said your dog's been looking for you. And without saying anything else she walked over pulled the covers back a little bit and got under them next to me.
I felt her hand find my pussy and it run up and down it. She whispered to me, why did you start without me you knew I owed you? I didn't say anything. I really didn't know what to say as I felt her fingers push inside me. I laid there as she worked her fingers in and out of me and rubbed my clit with her thumb. It wasn't long until I was pushing myself against her hand and it wasn't much longer until Hershey was on the bed nosing around trying to find his way under the blankets. He was stepping all over us and she told him Hershey stop that you're interrupting us.
Of course that didn't even slow him down and he was getting out of hand so I gave him the leave it command and he quickly hopped off the bed and then stood next to it watching us. She was pretty impressed and asked how long did it take him to learn that? I said I don't know it was a basic command when you want him to leave anything alone. She said oh I thought it was for situations like this. I said no but it works. She asked what if you didn't tell him that would he have ever stopped? When? Or is there another command to make him stop?
I said no I don't really know another command that would. I haven't tried to use one of the others and no he probably wouldn't stop. She said have you had to use it like this before? I said maybe. But yeah now if you're doing something alone and he's bothering you you know how to get him to stop. She said but if you don't say anything he won't stop? I said no if you want him to just don't say anything and take your pants off. He'll figure out what to do. Then I told her the other command I had been working on to get him to know it was okay. As soon as the words left my mouth I realized the mistake I had made. That was the command I was going to use to have him surprise her.
I also just let her know that I had a command for him to stop and a command for him to start. I painted myself in a corner with that one. I could see the wheels in her head turning. I knew she knew and I figured she was trying to think of what or how to ask. I just told her yes I've let him lick my pussy sometimes but sometimes he wants to and I have to tell him no. She just looked back at me and said if I don't want him to I have to put him out of the room and shut the door. I asked so what do you do if you want him to? She said pretty much like you said I just don't tell him to stop.
She had still been fingering me but now she started concentrating more. I lift my butt up and pushed my pajamas and panties down and then worked my legs and feet out of them. Now I could get all spread out and have nothing in her way. Soon she was whispering in my ear all kinds of dirty things about how tight my p**** was. How wet I was. How she wanted me to cum and on and on. Her other hand was rubbing my boobs and nipples. I thought about trying to get her to do more but I knew she had said she was sore and before I could think of what I might be able to get her to do I was cumming all over her hand.
When I finished she slipped out of bed and took her pants off and her bra. I thought maybe she had some ideas but instead she slid back in bed next to me grabbing my butt and snuggling up tight against me. She made sure my exposed pussy was pressed tight up against her bare leg. I set up and took my shirt off then laid back down. She left her shirt and panties on but then again held me against her so my pussy was against her and her chin was against my tits.
She fell asleep like that and I went pee then snuggle back up to her until I fell asleep. I woke up the next morning with her still in my bed. Still up against me but the only difference was she had her hand cupped against my pussy. I loved that. What a way to start my day. As I pushed the covers down to get out of bed she leaned to me and kissed me. Then she kissed my collar bone, my boob, my nipple on the other side. Twice on my stomach as she worked her way down. Then kissed my pussy three times. As I rolled away from her to the edge of the bed she grabbed my hip holding me so she could then kiss my butt cheek. It was hard to pull myself away from that kind of attention but I had to hurry to school.
I grabbed my clothes and went to my bathroom getting dressed and getting ready.
I was running late and as I gathered my stuff she said love you and have a good day at school. I told her I loved her and have a good day with Hershey. Then giggling I asked if she'd let him out and feed him. She said yes I'll let him in and out today and make sure he has food and water but that's all we will be doing today. I said oh, okay and then gave her an exaggerated wink. She said no I'm serious I don't think I should do anything with him if you're not here. I said okay but if you change your mind I'm alright with it.
I reminded her I was going to see that client right after school and then I would be home and told her to enjoy the day off. I bounced down the steps, out the door and off to school I went.
Part 11