They went to see him, and a particular dog named “Rev”. The couple asked “How do we know Rev is a Baptist dog?”The breeder said; “Rev! Go ge...t a Bible!” and off the dog ran to a shelf and grabbed a King James Bible and returned with it in his mouth.“Any dog can be trained to fetch a book,” the couple stated.The breeder smiled. “Rev, Open that bible to Luke 4-11, please.” And wonder of wonders, the dog did just that. He opened the Bible and found the passage, his paw at the first line.The couple. Woody woodpecker then any other part of my body. We spent the next 30 minutes French kissing and caressing each other and then ended up giggling and teasing the other, it was wonderful being home with someone you really loved. Formalities aside, we were now hot and ready to get down to some serious love making and as I can attest to this fact, Mr. Woody Woodpecker was up to the task at hand (no pun intended). It was just after entering the tight sheath of my wife’s tight pussy that. Lotti was tugging on the chain that linked the clasps on Fay’s tits, distorting them almost beyond recognition. They were both staring fixedly at me and Sofi locked together.At last the flow dwindled to a trickle and then stopped altogether. Sofi pulled her mouth off me trying to keep her lips sealed. I flopped back into the sofa. Sofi turned to look at Lotti and Fay and then waddled on her knees across to them. She knelt up as high as she could, towering over Fay. Lotti pulled on the chain. She introduced us. I thought he looked kind of disappointed to see they weren't going to be alone, but he was okay to me.I lounged on the pillows on the floor in front of the TV while they sat on the couch together. Steph got sodas for them. After a few minutes they got off the couch. Freddy went to the bathroom and Steph got down next to me. "We're gonna go to my room, Danny," she said. "I told him that if he licks me I'll give him a blow job." I looked at her. I felt really jealous. But the.