I was so into doing her that I’d even stopped playing with myself. It looked so sexily pornographic that it reminded me of a DVD I saw with Paul, no...t all that long ago.“I bet I could fist you,” I said. “You’ve got most of my foot up there without even trying.” Because as good as it felt on my foot the idea of putting my hand inside her was better, but it would be a bit more of a commitment too. This fucking her with my foot had happened completely by accident, really. If we did something else,. It had been a very long time and I was incredibly nervous. I roamed around the back of the store a few minutes waiting for someone to go in a booth.Then a tall, muscular guy came in. He didn't look at anyone. He went straight into a booth and closed the door. I went into the booth next to him and sat down in the chair. I looked through the hole. He was putting in tokens. As soon as he finished, he unzipped and pulled his cock out. Even before he got hard it was nice sized.As he started stroking. He began asking questions about where I was and what I had been doing, and wondering why I no longer wanted him in bed. My explanations sounded suspicious even to me. I started crying the next day at work. Greg called me into his office. He told me he would still not let my husband fuck my pussy, but he had another solution. "Tonight," he said, "you will beg your husband for a spanking, and when he's through, you will let him fuck you in the ass." I was mortified. Bill was even more religious. .My little slut-daughter wants to be your dog's fuck-bitch! ...Shall I feed the little cunt?...Can I?...Lucy-bitch is hungry to suckdog-cock!" Both women began to laugh again when Lucy began to talk to Damion."Hi Damion...I'm Lucy, remember me?...Mommy and Mrs. Hammer want me to be yourbitch...Can I?...Can I be your fuck-bitch?...Want to fuck my mouth?...Come on,boy...Pllleease?...I'll be a good little cock-sucker for you...I haven't had adog cock yet, but I know I'll like it...Do you know how.