Rather than fish, they spent the afternoon boating around the lake. After dinner, Betty and Darlene left with Lanny and Chuck, and I cleaned up the ta...ble and kitchen. Cindy and Angel went into the living room.After I started the dishwasher, I went into the living room. Cindy and Angel were sitting on the sofa. Cindy was smoking. I sat down on the rocking chair, and listened to Cindy and Angel talk. Cindy commanded, ?Go into the bedroom and strip. Get a hand towel, and come back here.? I got up. We started to kiss passionately again and I let my hands wander over her ample breasts, she gasped as she obviously liked that. I moved my hand down and undid her white jeans and pulled down her zip, slid my hand inside her now wet panties and started to finger her very wet cunt. She loved it with her back arching and her breathing deeper as I plunged my fingers in and out of that wet hole, I lost count of how many times she squirted.She then pushed me back against the wall and said "I want to. "Great. I'll take two pair. And give me 3 of those jerseys' over there.Just an assortment of colours, please. Oh .. and I need underwear."A neat display of Jockey Y-Fronts was off to side. Without giving it asecond thought, she picked up two packages and tossed them on the counterbefore pulling out her American Express card.Armed with the sizes she needed, Kirsty's next stops were Buffalo Jeansfor some casual wear and SportChek for everything her and Pierre wouldneed for tennis.Arms loaded with. He was lying in the sand and had an odd sensation of déjà vu. Two puppies were playing next to the motionless body of Jobe, an arm's length away. They yipped and wrestled with each other. Both had the same markings, the black muzzle and ears were unmistakable Belgian Malinois characteristics. The body of one was a lighter fawn color while the other a little redder.The puppies noticed him immediately. He reached for them and they began to bite and lick his fingers. They were the right age to.