She hopped onto her bike and pedaled down the street. There would be no babysitting until that night, so she searched the neighborhood for a dog to pl...ay with.She raped the first mongrel she could find. Luckily, she found him in an alley and she was able to coax him down some steps into a secluded doorway. There, she lowered her cut-offs and let the animal smell her hot cunt. He licked her pussy."Good boy," Cindy breathed, and she sat down with her pretty legs spread open.The dog ducked his head. “Harder” you beg and my arms are aching but I strive to fuck you harder and faster, the way I would like if the tables were turned. You’re whimpering now and Oh god.. I really hope I don’t sound this pathetic when I’m being fucked but somehow I doubt I could because I don’t pretend to be all macho like you do. You’re wanking yourself off now for what it’s worth and I can see an end in sight. “Tell me what a useless little prick I am” you ask me because you need to be humiliated if you’re going. The paperboy just stood there and his cock got stiff. He just stood there and let it throb up into a full hard-on. Then he took his top off. He took his trainers off and stepped out of his jeans. Pulled his socks off.The paperboy was naked in my flat, standing there with his hot cock sticking up, jutting out from his hard slender body.He said, “I’m all hot now.”“Yeah. I can see.”I had to get naked with the paperboy. I took all my clothes off. Couldn’t believe my luck – naked with the paperboy. Risking the wrath of Paul Warren or one of his coaches, I drifted over to the wall and greeted my three friends. "Hi, Geneva!" I said. "Thank you for bringing Patti and Kelly around!" She's given us season tickets!" Kelly said. "It's good to be related to one of the team owners!" Or to be a friend of somebody who's related to a team owner!" Patti added."Geneva's my number-one-favorite team owner," I said. Actually, Geneva was the only owner I could remember ever meeting -- except for times I'd.