My shitcunt is used to this sort of treatment. The first two Dogs are nervous and don’t last very long, but the next five know exactly what to do �...�� The first one is a Rottweile called Bruno and i have been His bitch before. He presents His backside to me so i can lick His anus pushing my tongue as far as i can inside His rectum. i also reach between His hind legs to find His cock. He turns round and squirts urine on my face then mounts me and grips my ponytail in His jaws keeping me firmly. “Now!” he growled through a grimace on his face.She felt the first hot jet pump into her and threw her head back, looking to and through the ceiling. “Oh, fuck! Yesss!” she hissed violently.When he has finished ejecting his load into her she slumped forward, ran her fingers through the short hairs near his temples and looked dreamily into his eyes. Her lips pressed tenderly against his and her tongue explored the warmth lightly.“What do you think?” she asked. “Was that a pretty good. “Oh!” I sounded like a dumb blonde. Since I am blonde he will probably think I am a dumb one. Perhaps I am a dumb blonde because I kept worrying about how dumb Dan would think I am while he slid his hand down my thigh and between my legs. He pushed up, under my skirt and my instinctive reaction was to bend my knee that was nearer to him. That allowed him to reach all the way up. In a matter of seconds he pulled my underwear aside and worked two fingers into me. It was not me. There is no way. An email from Green Princess was in my inbox, sent at 3am which said, “En route, see you around 11 to 12”. I sent an email reply that said briefly, “Fayetteville, Ramada Inn and Suites, Exit 52A, Room 210. Drive carefully.” I logged off my account, shut down my computer and placed it on the desk. It was now nearing 10:30 am. I calculated that if she left at the time she sent the email this morning, she could live anywhere from Orlando, FL northward. I opened a bottle of water and took a sip..