Mr. Carlson got down on his knees and placed a finger in his mouth getting it nice and wet. He popped it out and with the other hand pulled my thong t...o the side and slowly worked his finger in my ass. I let out a little moan as it went in feeling the cool wetness. Soon a second finger was worked in, and I winced from the immediate pain, but I soon eased up as he massaged my insides. Pulling his finger out he then placed his cock at my hole rubbing it up and down. “Ready baby?” he asked in the. My new owner was a young girl that was as beautiful as a runway model. She had the morals of a street whore and an ass that was a magnet to any male in viewing distance with enough bling to make an impression on her greedy “bottom line” needs for cash. The fact that in her previous life she was a French Poodle that never thought a big dog was out of the question for her tiny snatch.Her switch into a human female form was the joke of a lifetime for her and she did everything she could to take. He really didn't believe she could cook, did he? The little smart aleck. He probably didn't believe she could keep house, either.Well, she couldn't blame him too much. They'd hired Hilda shortly after Ricky was born. Ricky had never known another cook or housekeeper. Even when Hilda had taken vacations--as she was doing now for a few weeks--they'd hired temporary cooks and housekeepers. The only reason Alice hadn't hired a temporary servant this time was that she hadn't gotten around to it. How mod they were, and they were also bit exposing their bodies and later by seeing all these I could convince her up to some extent and we went for dinner where I ordered a beer for me and a Golconda for her, she was not known about Golconda but later I forced her in having it And finished our dinner but she was not ready to go her home as she had tasted Golconda so initiated her house about her not coming to house, so took her on a long ride and planned to reach McDonalds on the highway.But.