With sticky hands she was petting and stroking the big shepherd while excitedly shouting, "Doggie!"The mother's eyes got real wide, and the father rus...hed over to rescue the girl. The dog, for his part, sat there amused at the entire exchange. The mother took a wet wipe from her purse and was trying to clean the little girl's sticky fingers which now were coated in dog hair. The dad apologized profusely.Mr. Piotrowski and Scott both breathed a sigh of relief, "No harm. No foul." They bid the. And if I have to start all over again from scratch a third time, I will, because you're worth it to me. But if I'm worth it to you, why do we have to? It just seems like we'd be wasting a lot of time. Like tonight; do you really want to send me home?" I'm not jealous," he said quietly. I think he noticed my smirk."I'm not," he said. "I don't get jealous ... EVER." So what do you call this?" I asked."Choice," he said. "We're not married, or engaged, or any of that stuff. Both of us are free to. She is a bit dark and seems modern and classy. She was wearing a shirt and jeans. We chatted for sometimes as I move my hand towards her belly. I moved her shirt little and got the feel of her igniting body.She whispered in my ear. Oh what a feeling it is, why didn’t we met before? I just answered its fun to be late. It ignites your desire. I pulled her from her belly towards me and kissed her on her lips. It was a wet kiss and we exchanged our saliva. We were sitting in the top row at corner. She remembered the evening in the den during her husbands absence when in an impulsive mood she had exposed her breast to him even if it was just a glimpse and the tent in his shorts which made her so wet that even while her daughter suckled her breast she wondered how it would be to have her nephew Varun doing it and it gave her mild orgasms. She was a very sexual person and had resorted to playing with her vagina many times as she knew that it would be a very big risk trying to have an affair.