With a teasing voice Sarah asked, “And how does the inspector want the object to be positioned?” He laid down on the bed with his probe extended v...ertically and she quickly reinserted it. They moved together first gently and then vigorously until both reached their peak.She was lying on his chest when Will came through the door. “I see the inspector has made his first round. I think that another in-depth analysis is in order.” Sarah rolled off onto her back and the inspector watched closely as. A couple of minutes later, my wife came into the bedroom and saw me jerking off! She knows I chat on here and she sometimes jerks me off or gives me encouragement or JOI while I chat or view photos that people have sent to me for tributes. So, she was not overly surprised but basically said ‘What? Again? Do you NEVER get enough?’ I told her that if she knew what this babe was saying to me and saw her photos, she would be rubbing one out as well! Of course, she couldn’t resist that! She said. I hear a mix of sounds now. Some are from the dog, a low rumbling from deep inside his chest. Others are murmurs and comments and gasps from the men watching it.One is directly behind me, “You should see how wet she is. Her pussy is drooling. She’s not just a man-slut as we enjoyed last night; she really is a dog-slut, too.”I smiled, a quick glance up to Mr. Woodburn. I am a slut. I am his slut. Neither one of us knows just how much of one I am, though. Not yet, anyway. Last night might. Although it was sore, Timothy was relieved that it did not hurt as much as he had feared. Once Errol had fully entered his backside, he held still for a minute or two, to allow Timothy to adjust to the incursion.Errol now slowly began to grind his hips as his onslaught got underway. Once a steady rhythm got underway, Timothy the gratification overwhelming him was magnificent, and the ongoing pleasure he was experiencing from the friction of Errol’s cock was mind-blowing. Henceforth, Timothy.