I imagine the dog knows by instinct and can tell I've been fucked by a dog before and he now wants me himself too, because of my turned on, "bitch on ...heat" smell. Silly but that turns me on, a lot.That's the twist! Everything is "all or nothing" with me! even down to the guilt.There are no "in betweens". I honestly never get mildly excited or even slightly repulsed. I'm either rampant for it and fantasying about dogs screwing me or mortified and want to hide away and join a convent, almost. I trembled, so eager for her to arrive, to be punished, too. She deserved it. I didn't have the nipple clamps on. I squirmed, my rump resting on my calves, the butt plug filling my bowels. Dad was right. My ass didn't burn nearly as much as it had an hour ago. The nanites in me that let my brain waves write over others also healed my body, gave me more sexual stamina, and had effects on those in my life.“Father will have more virility,” Mom had explained as we ate dinner like a family. “Which. I feel a hand running up my calve then the other hand running up my other leg, I feel your weight as you get onto the bed, you frustratingly put the toy back as it was before, then travel up the side of my body hands roaming stopping for a moment to gather a little of the moisture from my pussy feel a finger pressed to my lips and I eagerly suck it in treating it like a small cock, sucking all of my juices off it. You lean in and kiss me again your hands tweaking my nipples, pulling them. Me and radhika exchanged mails for a week and than decided to meet so she called me at her home. Radhika was in her early thirties and married to an nri she was beautiful with natural tits medium length black hairs and a slim curvy body . We settled down and had a nice chat where she asked me I dont mind can she call her friend for a ffm threesome and I was like yaa sure baby . Her friend came in 15 minutes as she was residing in the same building her name is sarika and she was matured around.