Normally I would be up with the sun every morning, I loved to watch the dawn rise sitting at the kitchen table of my home looking out over the fields ...to the east with a mug of tea, and a couple of slices of hot buttered toast. This morning was very different having spent the night alone with Rachel for the first time, I sat and looked around the warm and friendly farmhouse kitchen that seemed to fit this rambling old farmhouse so perfectly, although it was gone 10.00 o’clock and I wasn’t. As it stood, I was on course to clear almost a grand! "Well, you aren't as fucking stupid as you look," I told him, reveling in my position of power. The evening went in a blur, I left Paul to clear up and went upstairs to take a shower. After a scrub down, and a good swig of mouthwash, I felt ready. I waited until Paul shouted the all clear, then I went down, clad in a bathrobe. Paul had cleared the back bar area, all the tables and chairs stacked at one end of the room. A large plastic sheet. I call her boobie and she call me titty whenever we get chance. We are a couple more than sisters. We share everything with each other. Everything means everything you will come to know what I mean. Coming back to story me and boobie live away from our parents because of our education and our parents also wanted to give us some freedom to live our life. Dad gave us a 2 bhk flat near our college. We both accommodated our diffrent bedrooms and decorated as we want .Me and boobie are very much. .. But, yeah ... The idea of watching this one having sex with a dog ... It’s ... Irresistible. I’ve been dreaming of it ever since I was a teenager ... Watching a girl have sex with a dog, live ... I never thought I was a lesbian, because I didn’t want to have sex with a girl myself, just watch her ... It was only when I met Gayle that the two things came together ... And the longer we were together, the more I mentioned the fantasy, and the more she sort of, played along ... I thought this.