Like all Bull Terriers, he was solid muscle. Even though he was heavy, I was able to lift up his front legs and put them astride her back. The towel p...rotected her from his claws. While licking Ruth, his penis had shrunk some but was still out of its sheath. He started probing to find her. He was too far back, and I shifted him forward until his thrusts made a few hits near her bush. He was probing but missing her vagina.I took his penis in hand—right behind the knob. With one hand on his knob. I was enjoying it so much having every hole in my body filled with cocks, feeling like a slut. Chris must have started getting close to getting off he grabbed my hair and started fucking my ass harder and faster and Rick must have felt it to because he was bucking me off his lap. Bryan blew his load first in my mouth ramming his cock down my throat telling me to take it like a good little slut and the taste of his cum was so tasty I wanted more and sucked him dry. Then I felt Chris explode in. I have a cage on my cock what am I supposed to do? She set the strapon down and grabbed my skirt. “Remove your dress” she commanded. I followed directions as quickly as I could. She grabbed the strapon and bent down opening the loops. “Go ahead and put your feet in here.” I now knew what I was doing. She pulled the strapon around my waist and tightened the bands. The soft insides were compressing my rock hard cock trying to escape my cage. I was going to fuck her with the strapon so I did not. Proper shops. Hardly any major chains. Certainly no Starbucks or Pret A Manger. I found the place alright, opened the door and stepped in. Or maybe I should say stepped back in time … It was like something from my childhood. Hell, it was like something from my grandparents’ childhood. Over to my right stood a long low counter, glass-fronted. There were shelves of shirts, gloves, even braces and what looked like garters. The smell … It smelt ageless and timeless, but slighty sweet. Something.