She was hurting after losing her mother, which she blamed herself for; she needed to be comforted, reassured, and loved by her father. Instead of rece...iving that emotional support, she was pushed away, leaving her feeling abandoned and thinking her father blamed her for her mother’s death.From what I had been able to see, I suspected that her father loved her, but was unaware of how he was hurting his daughter, blinded by his grief. I was only 2 when my father had died and didn’t remember him.. " She squirmed out from under me, and said, "Let me see what Lorene has in here," as she walked to the dresser. She pulled her shiny taupe panty down and kicked it to the side as she looked through Lorene's bra drawer. "Which drawer does she keep her slips and stockings in?", she asked. "Oh my gosh...she has so much of it...bet you love being in these drawers," she said. She continued to browse for a bit, then asked, "What colour do you want me to wear?" I told her I wanted to see her in the. I want to see if you're as good in bed as I think you are..." I followed her to my bed once more as she pulled down her skirt letting it fall down to the floor and she laid back on my bed spreading her legs, revealing her full package to me as she raised them up. Then she spread apart her smooth, rather plump bum cheeks with both hands giving me a good view of her tightly puckered pink hole. I boldly climed up on the bed getting in position in front of her as I moved my naked body closer to. “Hi puppy.”She was doing puppy talk, like people do with dogs even though this dog was huge and full-grown. The dog stopped and wagged its tail, and as the leash tightened it tugged on the owners hand. The man paused and I could see him mouth something like, come on and tugged the leash. As the dog past Sarah, it came to the window in front of her, wagging its tail. I could tell it was a well-behaved dog, and probably trained. They again tugged the dog to continue on and the man smiled at me,.