Okay, the little fella has gotten under my skin, and I was missing him already. Doesn’t seem right being home and him not there. I was glad this tim...e around he was with two friends, so his separation would seem to pass more quickly. (I still vividly remember all those woebegone eyes looking up as I passed the doors at the shelter; dogs are companionable creatures (once the pack hierarchy is sorted) and that’s why I always went for a dog-sitting service rather than straight stockade-like. I began by slipping my hand up in her shirt and rubbing her nipple. she responded by closing her eyes and removing her shirt and bra. I rubbed both titties back and forth, as I began to suck her nipple I slid my hand down her belly to her waist line she reached down and took her shorts and panties off. There was her nice bald pussy for me to play with.I slowly caressed the inside of her thighs, and worked a finger in between her bald little pussy lips. Rubbing her clit, sucking on her nipple. Too many were the count's soldiers, and too well armed and trained were they for the ragtag defenders."Look, Reeve!" Paulus cried. "Someone's escaping from that sally port yonder!" It's the abbot!" Pelle snarled spurring his horse into a gallop.Paulus stayed at Pelle's side, and the rest of the Birkenhain soldiers followed as best they could. Only two or three men were accompanying the abbot, and they were leading four heavily laden pack horses. Pelle smiled grimly. The abbot's greed was his. .but his nipples were definitely swollen and puffy. I wanted toplant a kiss on both of them but figured I'd just savor the moment andhave something to think about for possibly another occasion. I also had abrief vision of what he might look like in one of Molly's training bras.Whew...almost too good to be true. I would have to try to fit him in oneof her bras one day!He had pretty much cleaned his face already with his tongue so I nextreached towards his crotch. Molly's panties were soaked so I.