“Mom, doesn’t it bother you to have that huge dog lick your lap like that? That great big tongue looks like it is a dangerous weapon and it is so ...wet.”Her mother wrapped a towel around her sweating neck all perspired from her daily exercise on the stationary bike in the recreation room. She had also added a nice hump from her oldest Doberman to her routine and the beast had ridden her rump until she dropped down to the fluffy white carpet with her pussy all tuckered out from the doggie style. Oh well, nothing can change things now, anyway he was eighteen and we had broke no laws just a few social taboos. I didn’t let it get to me much, I was accustomed to the sideways glances and hushed remarks that my life came with. What I did have an issue with, was Austin getting these looks and bashing. I mean that literally, he had shown up on my porch a week after our night of passion, crying and with a big ole shiner. Of course me and my temper had to go over to his house and although I. She was trying to appear to be checking out how much room was at the end of her toes for growth. However it placed her pussy lips right in Paula’s face. I mean right in her face too. All Paula had to do was stick out her tongue and take a lick. By God she did too. I watched as Paula licked my daughter’s moist pussy as she was bent over. I looked around and the cute guy that had first approached Debbie was off to one side and trying not to be so obvious but he was looking at what was going on.. I took her in my arms again, and kissed her. Meadow was crying again, from happiness, I was sure.“Meadow, my Sweet, since we are to be married, you must learn to call me by my name. I am William. Can you call me that, my Sweet?”“Yes, my ... William. I will call you that,” she whispered.That afternoon at the party, the Count formally announced the birth of his two children. He and the Countess were still working on the names. He also announced that Meadow and I were to be married in three days..