My legs continue to burn, but it's bearable.I feel her lips at my feet, making me feel ticklish. I am incredibly ticklish, and I don't like it, and I ...squirm helplessly. Realising this her lips move up my leg as she continues to kiss me. After all the pain I've just experienced, it feels ten times more sensual than it normally would have done.I'm highly aroused. Her lips reach my thigh, and I feel more pain as she licks me in that tender area, but I don't dislike it. I want to be touched more.. Anita smelled of smoke and a bit of alcohol. I woke up and asked her how the evening went and she said fine.Then I asked if she would tell me about it and she said did I really want to hear the details… I was so excited I could hardly contain myself but I did not want to sound too excited.Then Ana began telling me that they had gone to the local bar for some drinks and they sat in the back of the bar where they could talk without the music drowning out the conversation.She had taken a pair of. Generally, she simply stirred in her sleep, opened her legs wider and just sighed in her sleep letting her precious drops of female juices fall on the inquisitive Great Dane’s thirsty tongue.The time came when Duke was scheduled to mount the Blue Ribbon female Great Dane bitch called Queenie when she fell ill from eating too much of cook’s beef stew after it had fallen accidentally from the stove during preparation for the festivities. They had sold almost five hundred tickets to the breeding. I had no guts for it. What if she reported it?Realized I was involved? Or if I became too involved during? I wanted to seeher on a rack, not myself. It had started very, very slowly. As usual I had been chatting away to variouspeople, some guys, some girls, some guys pretending to be girls etc. when amessage popped up; 'HI' Nothing unusual in that I get many messages when on line. The handle caughtmy eye though; 'JAILFUN4USALL' I have always had a prison thing. Often as I daydream away, Elena.