We cut to a close-up as she introduces herself direct to camera, her voice soft and friendly, perhaps a little shy. “I’m Yvonne ... Yvonne Batty. ...I’m 57 years old ... And today ... I will be having sex with a dog!” She almost sighs the last part, with a resigned tone.Then we’re back to the mid-shot of the couple window shopping as Yvonne continues her voice-over. “Neal has often told me of his little fantasy to see me having sex with a dog, and I’ve always said it’s fine for him to think about. ”“Mike, could you play While My Guitar Gently Weeps?” Sticks asked. “That would be a great song for the first set.”“I don’t have the tabs or music for it, but I’m sure I could learn it,” I replied.“I think this theme is cool,” Sticks continued. “How about adding I Love Rock ‘n’ Roll by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts?”There were nods of agreement.“Maybe Listen to the Music by the Doobie Brothers?” José suggested.“Hang on,” Kim said. “Let me get my notebook and write these down. I’ll put together. Her arms looked so flush from afar, I craved their touch on mine. My thoughts turned to a glimpse I had of her leg from beneath her dress. So lush and sturdy, verdant and thick. -And her tail. My hands slid down my body and I felt myself. So glad I was to be alone, as I quivered and let out a sigh. My thighs held fast with my hands in between, nearly slipping from the water now flowing from me… -I heard something. I sat up and waited to hear it again- moments later, a quiet moan from another. Dennis didn't respond to Gina's question, but she continued as if he had. "I want to make it clear that everything I do in here tonight, I do of my own free will." She turned back to look at me, and I could see hunger in her hazel eyes now. "There, now you have a witness." Her hand snaked down, and started gently rubbing the head of my cock. "You don't really want me to stop, do you? Goodness knows, THIS big fellah doesn't want me to stop." Her fingers wrapped as far as they could around my.