Erin blushed at his compliment. Her face was plain, maybe cute on a good day. Xxx This thought is all that went through her mind as she imagined what this imaginary onlooker would think of her. “Honeyyy…” came the voice from the bedroom. That small pink thong was the only thing keeping the dog’s tongue from hitting her most sensitive spots. Jason smiled back at her, taking a drink from a bottle as his other hand scratched at his own crotch. This was like nothing she’d felt before. “I’m… um… your neighbor’s…” she started, her eyes growing wide as she noticed the dog walking up to her side, sniffing at her ankles. She was by no means afraid of dogs, but it took her by surprise.
