Boldly his fingers parted the alreadywet lips of her sweet sensuous pussy, he could smell her odor, her heat, and he waned to taste it, drink it, devo...ur it. As he drew closer to her waiting sex, her hips lifted, gyrating and wiggling in heated passion. He loved the way she responded to his touch, his cock throbbing hard in his pants with a need of it’s own, but it was not time to set that monster free yet. Kneeling between her legs, he spread them wide, bending to bury his nose in the crotch,. . “Buuuuut ... I can’t host a bestiality show ... If I’ve never tried bestiality!” She smiles again, half embarrassed.“So...” Begins Ozvik, “ ... Are we supposed to believe you’ve accepted a job hosting this show – and you’ve never even had sex with a dog?”Jenna shakes her head in disbelief, “It doesn’t matter whether you believe me or not – the fact is I’ve never done it ... I’ve thought about it – so many times ... I’ve watched videos ... I’ve watched, like, every – episode – of – your – show. I'd get a real thrill out of seeing you fuck mom, and maybe help out a little. I get all hot and trembly, just thinking about it." He blinked again. "She did look great in there, all sweaty and wiggling. That boy is getting himself a terrific piece of ass, all right." His eyes probing hers, he asked, "Have you been laying him, too?" "Yes," she said. "Glynn and I have always been close, and since you and mom started this nonsense about a divorce, we drew even nearer to each other. The first time. ” He took my hand and placed on his chest where his heart was pounding like a set of drums. “What’s your name?” I asked. “Ralf,” he replied. “It means wise wolf.” He smiled down at me and I smiled back feeling my heart go pitter- patter against my chest. “Come, my pack will lead us to our palace and bed chamber.” “Oh, I’m not quite suitably dressed for that, Ralf,” I pointed out. “You look beautiful, my love,” Ralf said, kissing my lips with his. His eyes lowered down to the long, white dress.