"This woman just blew my mind. I sat there and thought about this for about five minutes, and she never moved. She sat there presenting the crop to me..., and I got the feeling that if I did not take it, she would still be there the next morning.I thought about everything she said. It was true; it always upset me that she denied me without ever having tried it. And she was not kind when she did. I had been angry about it, before she had changed her attitude. It was why one of the first things that. What could I be thinking, he is a young 27 yo BBC and I am a married 40 yo white woman. I know what I was thinking, how much I wanted that BBC. We had been talking online for weeks. First just getting to know each other and then he started talking dirty with me. Teasing me on how he wanted to grab my big booty and how he wanted to fill me up with his thick dark cock. Every time I talked to him my pussy would get wet. So when he kept asking me to meet him for a drink in a public place, I thought. Reaching back the wife grabbed the dogs cock and positioned it at the entrance to her cunt, without a moment’s hesitation the dog moved forward and its cock was buried into my wifes cunt. The dog fucking the wife in short hard stokes brought the wife to climax, good dog mad dog called across the room, puling at her cunt licking dogs ears she manoeuvred his cock to the entrance of her cunt and again the dog needed no second asking and plunged his red hard cock into her cunt and started to pump. She took the thing to bed with her each night and I had these terrible pornographic visions of her pussy taking charge of her every thought, word and deed.I was sitting on the matching white leather love seat with Miss Margaret perched on my lap squirming in little concentric circles to make my nasty-minded dick consider her lack of undies as an invitation to get hard as a rock.Miss Margaret was not another pussy.Well, I guess she is a pussy, but in a nice way because she was a doppelganger for.