Can you tell me?" She asked.Emily moved very close, actually standing between my feet as I sat talking to her. She looked really nice. Her teeth were ...bright white, her lips were shiny and her eyes were a little dilated. "Well, momma was actually letting him feed when I picked him up. He looked like he was going at it pretty good." I said.She put the puppy out toward me, then sat him down on my lap. As the little pup gently landed, I saw a surprise. Emily was kneeling between my legs. "Stan, let. Ran up to his room, flung me on the bed and dove into my pussy, his tongue was amazing, I couldn't help claw his back he was soo good, had me Cumming repeatedly. I didn't want him too stop I was gone, moaning deeply. But the main course came, he was huge, about 10 I think, nice girth too, i knew this was going to bit painful at first but he knew what to do, slowly working his shaft in, I could feel his pulse in my pussy. He stayed like that for what felt like an eternity. I couldn't take it, I. But it made Kayla feel strange, like wanting somebody to slide a long, hard cock into her hungry wet pussy. The burn of desire, the horny pleasure. But that was not the problem. The problem was, that Kayla could never reach her orgasm, no matter what! And it was frustrating, it really was. She would rub her pussy, or strip naked and hump her pillow, or slip a tampon into her vagina, in and out, until it got intense. Then she would fuck the object really hard and really fast until she was no. I ordered a latte from the pudgy teenager behind the counter and sat by the window, watching the people walk by. Couples, children, mothers and grandparents. Most seemed consumed in their conversations with one another. Others beset with their own thoughts as they scurried past alone. I forgot what it was like to hurry back to work before the lunch hour expired or mull over choices for dinner that evening. I was living life at a pace that was utterly foreign to me. I had no dinner commitments,.