Cindy kept the slow pace of blowing him off. “Ah he’s okay. Milf porn The guy I bought him from said he responds to a silent whistle, one beyond the hearing range of humans.” There was a certain kind of innocence about her answer that nearly creased Jon. Jon spotted a Johnnie Walker green label; took two glasses and poured a generous helping into each. He managed to stifle the words before they left his tongue. “How do you do that?” She asked as her knees were getting patted in a come hither gesture to the dog. “Damned dog never comes when I call him.” She commented. He watched fascinated as she swallowed, her throat working up and down in the process. The fridge was indeed bigger than his wardrobe, with an icemaker prominent at the left front. Even the down lighter wall sconces spoke of wealth in their uniqueness and overly stated singularity. “Seems it’s beyond the hearing of your dog too.” He couldn’t help it any longer, he laughed out loud.
