" Uh huh," I answered taking a sip of beer while looking into her blue eyes over the rim of the glass."So? Do you want to stick your thing where no ma...n has gone before?" She asked."Uh huh," I answered taking another sip of beer.Candy said, "Well, Sam, don't go getting all worked up about it and have a stroke or anything."I smiled, "Only because you are a woman that deserves to be loved not screwed. You are beautiful, sexy, and desirable. How could I possibly just screw someone like that? I want. Yes. Fuck Yes.” I continued to finger her love hole until she directed me to slow down; not stop, just slow down. I watched as Carol slowly rolled her fingers over her clit, rolled a nipple between her thumb and finger, and enjoyed the pleasure that was flowing through her body. I was hard again, and as I watched Carol experience her orgasm, I had been stroking my shaft. Carol had seen me jerking myself, and inched closer so our bodies were only separated by the console. “I see you liked. Each day’s routine was the girls were made to move about to encourage the dogs to mount them. The lads shagged the girls a couple of times each day but always used their arse because they were usually leaking dog cum from their pussies. After some time, Mr Pierre decided he could make some extra money by letting clients use the girls so every evening they were taken out of the cage and the knee braces and mittens would be removed. The lads would then take them to the shower room and wash them. I tucked my cock back in my pants, adjusted the seat and we resumed our trip home. No more surprises and we got home mid-afternoon. We had a shower together, more wild sex and then did our weekly shopping. It had been a long weekend to remember.Later that evening there was nothing on TV. “Why don’t you find that video again?” she asked. “Do you really want to darling?” I asked. “Well it turns you on doesn’t it?” she replied. I couldn’t argue with that but I was sure it also turned her on as.