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Beneath the text, pictures started appearing of my mom and me kissing and embracing, writhing pov in bed. You could handjob see me nursing from her. You could see us devouring each other. That damned open door. I shuddered and looked up at Lizzie. She had such a huge grin on her face and Big Boobs a twinkle in her eye. My stomach squirmed. We were so busted. To be continued... Misty softly punched the pillow, trying to fluff it to a more comfortable shape. “Has it only been three weeks since I met Jeff?” she questioned herself. Tonight had been her first sleepover at his place. Now here she was, trying to sleep while Jeff snored next to her. Not only couldn’t she sleep, but Jeff had turned out to be a less than perfect lover. She tossed and turned, but the snoring reverberated, and sleep eluded her. Casting her mind back, she remembered the day they'd met. “I was sitting, brokenhearted, on that park bench, watching people walk past. I still carried Turbo’s leash and collar in my purse. That was the same close up bench where I’d watch Turbo romp around off his leash, despite the leashing bylaws – which no one followed anyway, despite numerous signs and their warnings of fines. At that point, all that was left of my beloved companion was a little grave in my back yard, the tombstone, which I'd made myself, marking that spot, and his collar and leash in my purse.” She wiped away a tiny tear, thinking about that moment. “I was looking at people and their dogs, especially a little girl throwing a tennis ball for a huge Doberman who could run faster than she could throw. The result was comical enough that it lightened my heavy heart a little. Big Dick The sprinting dog overtook the ball, and had to sort of skid in mid stride and spin sideways, like he was wheel spinning, until he semi collapsed. Still, he managed to snatch the ball and trot back proudly. Both girl and dog seemed to find that game a lot of fun. People watching were smiling indulgently.” There in Jeff's bed, Misty took a slow, deep breath, struggling with her emotions. “I recall thinking about getting a new puppy, maybe another Beagle, one that looked just like Turbo... but I feared I might resent him. Obviously, he wouldn’t be Turbo! Coach just thought he passed out. He'd debated just urinating straight down his wife's throat but if he was going to be spending a lot longer in there he'd rather keep her throat cleaner. I figured she wanted me to wait for a pov while. “Oh, you have horses?” she asked, taking the boots. “Is your cunt offering sloppy seconds…. "Oh-oh fuck! Sitting together on a log sharing a handful of berries. I said there Is a lot more to the problem than meets the eyes. Just a hungry futa-girl!” “You have your phone?” I kept asking. "Wait, did you say my king?" I rested on my back with my head up propped up on her pillow while Sheila positioned herself next to me. We sipped our spirits in silence together for several minutes. The elevator stopped, dinging that we arrived. You make me feel so safe, and I feel your love for me, like you would never let anyone, or anything hurt me. My real dad Big Dick never made me feel that way.” Had it hanging there from my rear-view mirror, right up ‘till the funeral. I gasped as she rubbed it. “Ken ----" 'And what is that' he asked as his hand again searched for her cunt. As I walk I take one last look behind me and smile at Big Boobs the waving figures slowly shrinking in the distance. Finishing his cut, he picked up the stomach and turned it on its side, the chunky juices collecting in a glass container he had set out for this purpose. “This is my little sister,” I told them. To be continued... I can’t believe I just tasted your jizz, Brian.” Amber grabs both of our hands and rushes us handjob out of the door and down to close up the beach. I ask trying to hide my amusement, taking a step back. God, please don’t stop. Both she and her mother were delighted with my appearance at their door.