Our mouths still making love as well. She was approaching orgasm. She was breathing heavily, as her pussy came, contracting around me. She kept hersel...f from screaming, her tongue in my mouth. Then she went straight back to thrusting again. She made love to me still more, our mouths still together with my arms around her back, holding her tight against me. Soon I was approaching my own orgasm. “I’m close” I said. Holly stopped thrusting entirely. She lay still on top of me. She pulled her mouth. Once Hotdog/boy was sure that Veronica was cooperating by humping herself on his pal. He decided to try a trick he had learned while fucking Betty a few months ago, while still in his canine body. He pushed against Ronnie's back, forcing her to lie down over Damien/boy's chest. Her tits crushed between their bodies.Hotdog/boy then rubbed his own hard cock along her asscrack.Ronnie didn't know what he had planned, and she didn't really care at the moment. She was just happy to be fucking at long. Work went quickly as we had quite a backlog of maintenance to catch up on as the dayshift had quite a few breakdowns which had prevented them from completing their assigned tasks. By the end of the shift though we'd caught up with all the work and left a clean log for the dayshift to carry on from.I wasn't too tired after the first shift, I rarely am unless it's a really physical one and got home intending to make a drink and check my emails before going up a bit later so as not to disturb Jan. Is this real? It's as close as I can get, and I am thankful for it.Somewhere in the blackness I see, there are memory clips, moments out of time, my moments of anguish. I see a pickup truck pulling out of a driveway, boxes stacked in any empty house, a house that had been a home but is no longer. The home that was is in the boxes. My mother is crying, the sound of her quiet sobbing forms the soundtrack of my life.I will not cry, for my Master is near. My Master will come for me. I hear.