Carol felt a strangeness within her, a warmth that was at the same time alien and exciting. Patty sat on the couch, her legs were crossed, the creamy ...thighs revealed. Carol joined her on the couch, and once again they gazed boldly at each other."You like me?" Patty asked in a whispery voice."Of course I like you, honey," Carol replied. "I think you're lovely," her voice oddly throaty."I saw the way you looked at me in the ice cream parlor, Carol," Patty said with that disturbing voice, her dark. " Andre nods and turns to Owen who hasn't taken his eyes off me. Andre shrugs his shoulders at Owen and says "He didn't know man. How do ya wanna handle this." "A fight!" Owen says quickly. Andre turns back to me. "What do ya say kid? You man enough to get your hands dirty." I shrug my shoulders and say "Sure. But he starts crying at any point, im out." Everyone chuckles, even Andre's face changes to something that resembles a smirk. Everyone stands back, giving us space. Owen pulls his shirt. Leonora showed Brigitte how Nigel’s finger was deep inside Charles’s ass while her friend was sucking the Frenchman. Both men had scars on their back and arms. The women tried to differentiate between the love scratches and the battle scars. Brigitte began to touch herself as Leonora told her how in London parks, lusting males fought each other with canes over younger men. It was also not uncommon for lesbians to come to blows, even in upscale restaurants, as was reported in a Paris newspaper. Then he mounted her. His front paws clutched at her sides with the socks to protect his claws from scratching her young body. The dog was now actually fucking the girl, and she was loving it. The dog was super aggressive as it pounded his hard cock into her like a jack hammer, it's strong back legs propelling him forward repeatedly like a well-oiled machine. Her head was tossed back in ecstasy as he licked and nipped her exposed neck and ears. She cried out and orgasmed wildly then squirted on.