I was with a couple and we had, it was a bit, sort of, slave/master sort of thing ... I was showing them how submissive I could be, and they had this ...big hairy dog I said I was willing to it, and they wanted to make it happen, but the dog wasn’t interested...”She fakes a big frown, still looking cute and clean-faced ... We’ve no idea why a dog wouldn’t want to fuck this tight young lady – there’s no accounting for taste!She continues, “Since then, I keep thinking about how close it was – and I. "We could wait a bit and get undressed and into bed." Nope," she said. "Gotta be just like this..." she was working my zipper again.I was still charged up from the prequel in the car. "But..." My little fantasy," she said, releasing my dick from captivity."How long have you HAD this fantasy?" Since I saw you dancing with Darla. I thought that I'd REALLY show you who cares for you." I KNOW who cares for me..." So I gotta do this," she grinned. "Nope. Pants gotta come down. I can't get your. I stuck the dildo deep inside my dripping wet pussy again as deeply as I could. I moved it back and forth slowly and came long and hard a few minutes later.I put my panties back on and put the still erected dildo down them. I chuckled as I glanced down at the bulge in my pants. I was a guy, kinda. Suddenly, a weird and naughty thought came to me, so I went downstairs into the kitchen. I opened the fridge door and picked up the homemade apple pie my mum had made the day before and placed it on. She explained that although they were good, they can never replace the real thing. She knew I liked the feel of it because we had tried it on each other several times, but she was right, it didn’t feel the same as a real one.So we would all lay behind each other, lube each other up and plug in, every now and then, we would change places so that the one at the back got some and everyone got the chance of experiencing the strap-on and the real thing.I lay behind Terry to begin with, she was at.