"That's enough for now bitch. We have business to take care of. Get dressed and let's go."I dressed in shorts and a t-shirt as Bernard put his cock ba...ck into his pants. As I grabbed my backpack Bernard shook his head, "You won't need that bitch." I dropped the backpack and followed Bernard down the stairs towards the front door.My uncle and aunt were standing by the front door. "I'll bring him back in two weeks as we agreed. You'll get 10 percent of whatever he brings in. But this will be the. If that went well I was to put myself in position while the men helped the dog mount me from behind. If the dog wasn’t interested the men would try to rape me with the dog and if that didn’t work I would have to suck the dog’s cock until the dog came in my mouth.I went over to the dog – talking sweetly to him and patting him until he rolled on his back. I started to rub his tummy working my small hand to his cock sheath and then I started to rub that area until his cock appeared from inside. Like this little casting-couch role-play we just did. God, it was a ton of fun, but the sexual highs were so intense that I feel like my soul was sucked right out of me. I can barely lift my arm, it feels like. The harried executive or poor teen or whomever doesn't have soul shattering experiences every single day like I do. You know?"She began covering her skin with the lotion, since it was clear he was too exhausted to help with that at the moment. "You know what your problem is? You're too. The first day of work came quickly enough. I was very nervous in spiteof the training I had received, still tottering a bit on my high heels.My first customers were a pleasant middle-aged couple. I could somehowsense the man surreptitiously checking out my body, and the womansurreptitiously appraising me for how convincing I was as a female, butmostly they just chatted or ate. After they'd finished they left areasonable sized tip, which went into the pot which would be shared outbetween us.