She turns front on to the dog, bends slightly forward toward him with another smile. “Are you ready? Do you want to see it...?” Smiling broader, �...��Yeaaahhh ... And I want to show it to you...”She looks up at the camera, a tiny bit of shame that she’s doing all of this, then takes hold of the elasticated top of her panties and pulls them down an inch, showing the very top of her dark pubic hair, teasing the audience at home as much as the bulldog ... Down another half inch ... And then slipping. Miss Rose's asshole relaxes it's grip as the tongue escapes its hold. The taste of her Mistress' ass on her lips, and the building orgasm in her desperate, aching pussy, is too much. She feels euphoric, free, unbridled! Ashley's insides boil as her pulse pounds inside her head. Lighting excitement and electricity, running down her spine into her asshole, her pussy dripping profusely. Her body aching, exhausted, her mind on the edge of madness, she shoves her mouth back onto Miss Rose's asshole. "Narrowing her eyes, Julie glared at me. "It's her body and she damn well has the right to do with it as she pleases. How would you like it if I started telling you what to do?" I'm not telling her..." Yes, you are," she huffed. "While I may not agree with her choice, it's still her choice to make. Now, you can either be a good big brother and help her make more informed choices, or you can keep trying to tell her what to do and make your already strained relationship even worse."With that. Her narrow waist, shapely hips and as the day is long legs that just seemed to go on forever still in good shape, nothing had changed she was still mirror perfect to all the things Trevor used to say and bestow upon her, yet he hadn’t even said he loved her in so long she wondered where she’d gone wrong. Turning off the bath water she let her long mane of jet black hair loose from the chiffon that had been holding it and stepped into the steaming hot water. She felt every one of her muscles.