She spread her legs wider and got more and more of her finger-fucking action going in her pussy. She made sure to work out especially hard on her puss...y with her digits. It only took her a minute to get that little clit meat of hers all the way up, fried and greasy. It wasn't enough that it had been twitching and hard. It had to be greasy hot, rolling in goo, so stimulated and erotically high that it was ready to pop off her cunt with ecstasy.And when it finally was that hot, when Sharon's clit. Ejaculation would result in a short reprieve, necessary when bladders were full.The kennel and the stables are unheated, so I was permitted a blanket. I have a good idea of the "Three Dog Night" rock band name's meaning now! Goofy and Dopey are warm bodies—and since they've been permitted to cuddle with me and with each other, they've barked much less. Lonely? Cold? I don't speak Dog well enough to tell. Even Sergeant Saunders commented that the dogs barked less. Okay, the latter was simply. With my middle finger I went for the prize, trying to push it inside of her. Damn she was tight, either a virgin or hadn’t been fucked in a while. Either way this would be an adventure. After, using some force I was able to insert my finger into her hungry moist hole. "Oh God! Finger me baby," she whined loudly. "Oh yes, right there," she cried. "OH YES, YES!" Her hand moved to the huge bulge in my jeans. She started rubbing it. "I want your cock." I tugged on her pants, and with her help I. "She's no knowledge at the moment but she will have by the time we're done." At the time all I could see was a mass of overgrown shrubs, interwoven with brambles and nettles. We wandered around to the parts we could get at and Eric pointed out ornamental trees and shrubs that might be worth keeping. To me one was much like the other especially when largely hidden by the overgrowth.Part way round we were joined by Heather, who I assumed was Mr. Roberts's wife from the way she spoke, and she.