Getting frustrated, Giver slathered her cunt mound and cleft savagely as the young girl squeaked and flopped weakly before plunging his furled tongue savagely into her tunnel, her muscles now weakened further from his persistent attempts, he was rewarded as his expert tongue sank readily to the bottom of her twitching cunt, a feeble groan slipping from her lips as it reached her uterus and wiggled against it, rewarding his efforts with another tasty morsal. “Where are the girls off to in such a hurry?” she asked as we hugged, ”Have you seen Sam?”….”Oh, Giver turned up again, I chained him up around back…they’ve gone to give him pats….just forewarning you…I told them I would get you to drop him back to Burt on Monday and Abby wanted to know why we couldn’t keep seeing how he missed his home so much…they might put some pressure on you to keep him.” “Thanks for the heads up, I’ll ask Burt, I wouldn’t mind as they’ve never had a pet growing up….if its OK with you that is”.
