"Honey? Will Sandra come home tonight? Gert asked. Sandra was the 16-year-old daughter of Katya, and the stepdaughter of Gert. "No, she will sleep ton...ight with her friend, she will come tomorrow at the end of the afternoon". I sat down and Katya pulled out a bottle of wine. As if hypnotized, I could not take my eyes off her and followed her every move.The wine was delicious, a wood-mounted Chardonnay. We talked about the fair, and what to do with our leads. Katya served a few small snacks and. . was she talking to me. Cautiosly I lifted my head back up to see if her eyes were open. Nope, still asleep, she was just having a wet dream. Umm.. Nicole Now my interest was really peaked. She was having a wet dream about my wife. I noticed the growing wet spot and the outline of puffy pussy lips in the tight material. I thought my cock was gonna rip out of my pajama bottoms I was so hard. I had heard enough and seen enough so I started to back out of the room, but my curiosity got the best. Oh yeah, baby! This is nice! Master pushes me up and down her soft skin, being sandwiched between these huge pillows, and it is turning me on. I am not turned on to the point of cumming, but this is a great feeling nonetheless. Great instincts, Master!On other days, soft, slender fingers reach down and take hold of me. I always enjoy hands rubbing me. The friction against my sensitive skin – up and down – up and down. Master still rubs me, but I enjoy new hands trying to figure out how to. I like that...” She laughs. “So ... You want to take a shot at my title, eh?”Shelly smiles, blushing a little, “Maybe not your ‘ultimate dogslut’ title, but I’m feeling very horny ... Ready to try it...” She giggles.Charley turns to Raymond, “And how do you feel about this?”Raymond looks a little flustered. “Erm...” He thinks out loud, “To be honest I’ve got a list of about twenty things I want to see her do, and a dog is on it...” Shelly looks a little surprised. Raymond turns and looks at.