I still didn’t know what was happening, but through that hole I realised that I was fucking his arse, not for my pleasure, but for his.I withdrew af...ter a while, not really enjoying it and sat back on the toilet seat trying to reawaken my slightly soft penis. I heard some shuffling of clothes and things from the next cubicle, and then I saw his head appear over the cubicle wall. He was looking down at me smiling as I played with my slightly limp cock. Without speaking he nodded down towards the. You can't do it can you?" There has to be at least one time, Pete." Tears began streaming down her face. "Please, Pete, don't do this. I'll suck your cock every day - five times a day, more if that's what you want." I'm gonna get my cock sucked anyway. Speaking of which, where did Carla go?" Pete looked around and finally saw her trying to hide behind the water fountain, betrayed by her marvelous ass, which was peeking out from behind the appliance."Come here you little bitch!"Carla stood and,. It was something too ephemeral to pinpoint exactly, but his eyes seemed to sparkle with uncommon intelligence, and he moved with a canine grace that you couldn't help admiring. There was something big and powerful and alluring about the dog -- as the student girl had so intimately proved! What an odd way to react to a mere dog! She'd never responded to Ralph that way, or to any man... it was most disconcerting to wonder how it must feel to be that way toward a dog!She blushed slightly at her. " Don walked away indicating the discussion was at an end.Things went just as Don had outlined. After dinner, he escorted our wives back to his car and they left the restaurant for his home. As they drove away, Susan ushered us into her car, a sleek black Mercedes. I got behind the wheel as Susan ordered and watched as she slid gracefully into the rear seat, her short skirt riding high on her thighs as she did so. Len stared at her exposed thighs as he got in beside her."Where to", I.