The combination of the feel of her soft breasts in his hand, her pert bottom against him, the musky smell of her sex and the lurid images going throug...h her head were all conspiring to pull him into her fantasy.When he arrived in her bedchamber this night she was once more bent over the weaving frame wearing only her linen shift. She had placed a number of oil lamps strategically so that anyone walking into the room could see through the shift as if it wasn't there. Eoric paused and took in the. "I'm so glad I decided to fuck you instead of going home," she said."So am I," I replied.I was back on-top of her, and we cooled the pace a little. Instead of fucking her senseless we were going at Adam Sandler's medium pace. Lots of making out, lots of hand use. Her legs did some of the talking also, wrapping them around my ass every time she wanted me deeper. We were in complete unison. Even though I didn't know this girl very well, it was actually beautiful. It felt like we had been lovers. The dog seemed to pick up my scent from my crotch because all of the sudden, the dog came back to me and stuck its snout right up into my running shorts. I lurched and said- NO! Bad Dog!. But the dog was persistent and began licking up my thighs, smelling where my husband's cum was mixing with my juices. I started to thrash and try to get away, which was another mistake. The dog tried to clamp me down and I began to fight in earnest. All that did was the dog managed to get a grip on my. " she half-whispered, catching his arm and moving inside it to place his massive hand on her firm, nearly naked breast. Then, she reached down, grasping hold of his rigid throbbing cock, her slender fingers hardly going around it. "Like this, Morgan, with me holding your cock... now, lead the way!"Morgan wanted to pull her hot little body to him and kiss her, but he didn't dare! She was unlike any bitch he'd ever known, and the wrong move could sure as hell break the spell! So instead, he.