In and out slowly, painfully slow and then he speeds up the rhythm. One finger, then another and another. He uses his thumb to push hard on my clit an...d this makes me lift my hips to meet his hand. I still cannot move my head, but this allows him to watch my eyes. He knows that soon I will need to release. I will need to let go and let the orgasm he is working me towards out, but as soon as I have this thought he stops this movement. He pulls me by my hair up to my knees on the tub. He pushes me. " She smirked back."Well, remember just before you two started dating and Max got dumped by Cheryl?" I asked with a raised eyebrow."Yeah, that was ug ... No way! He didn't! That motherfuckin' piece of shit!" Kellie was stunned as she got it. Yeah, she'd known he was a dog, but not THAT big of a dog ... until right that moment."Yep, exactly." I nodded. Cheryl had moved away shortly after that incident, and Max had never been told why she dumped him ... until earlier in the week. I made sure he. Finally Bo pulled her face away from the still hard penis, sucking hard on every inch as it slipped out slowly. She wanted John to clearly see how big the dog's cock really was. Inch by inch it would slip out of her mouth. For a while John could almost convince himself that there might be a yard of cock in her throat.When the cocktip finally popped out, it just bounced a few times, but remained as stiff as when Bo first began sucking it. John had to force himself away from the inter racial. Powerless, a damsel in distress, all the fantasy was now real and the rhythmic thrusting of the hidden replica penis was creating both a level of ecstasy and a frustrating diversion to her thoughts. I could see it in her eyes she needed the vibrating to stop before she could think.But then, in an instant, she was snapped out of her fantasy.A noise, the front door with its familiar creak, oh my god. At the same time she feels a sudden dampness, and is slipping into reality. She is he, no she.