Yeah well, maybe that was something else I had on him; Phil Caine was a vain bugger, and I was not.Well, I had sweet FA to be vain about really. Excep...t maybe my test scores in maths and science at school. But those scores didn't gain me much kudos on the streets or in the girl chasing stakes.Look, I ain't saying that I'm a bleeding Quasimodo look alike or anything; but I have always known that I was destined to be one of the many also-rans in life when it came to the romance Stakes. Or I. Even as I pleaded with the animal, I felt excruciating pleasure under the dog’s tireless tongue; goosebumps erupted upon my shaking breasts and my nipples puckered into stiff, swollen domes.“Aaahhhh, please, no more, please no,” I sobbed, shivers racing over my belly and up across my shaking tits, “I can’t stand it, please please don’t do that to me anymore, it’s too much, ooohhhh, no, aaahhhhh...”Closing my eyes, I began slowly twitching my hips from side to side, swiveling my rhythmically. So here I was looking into my blue eyed angel Tim. He smiled at me and scrapped the remainder of his dinner. I wondered if he knew that I had a dildo in my drawer in the kitchen. It was pink and rather long and just before he and his brother came over I had used it on the kitchen floor. That was the real suburban housewife and I wondered if it had ever occurred to him. "That was great mom. Thanks," he said with a smile and stood up. "Your welcome dear," I replied. "Now don't worry about the. No doubt about it. That face...his hair...the way hemoves...." I stopped myself before I got too graphic."You should see him as a girl," Laura said. "In fact, you're just aboutto."Oh my wonderful, loving, thoughtful, caring, do-anything-for-me, fuckinggod! I've always been an atheist (my parents were, too), but I foundfaith just long enough to thank HIM. "Are you serious?" I said. "Are yousure he wants to do it?" Duh on me. Why else would Laura have told me allof this?Laura smiled and clasped.