You like fucking a dog, don’t you slut. How does it feel, slut, knowing that you are nothing more than a dogs bitch? Nothing more than an open hol...e for his slick doggy dick? How does it feel knowing that you enjoy fucking a dog?? She begs and pleads with Him ?please, Master, please stop this, please, You don’t understand, Master, please? she knows that her pleas fall on deaf ears because she is freely moving her body, freely fucking Eb, reveling in the feel of his soft fur caressing. Perhaps, who knows? Could reading great books actually make a difference in a person’s life? The inventor of the iPad many decades later certainly thought so. Steve Jobs would choose to send his children to a private school named “The Waldorf School” in Los Altos where (“GASP”) they don’t allow any computers and children read actual physical three dimensional paper books—what a revolutionary concept! Ronnie did not inhabit a Victorian life and she shared few similarities with Sarah Woodruff.. I kept up the encouragement by telling him how much I loved his cock and his taught ball sack slapping against me. He told me how great my tight, warm, wet hole felt and how tight it was gripping his cock. I told him, "it's going to milk the cum from your cock", and he shot me a cheeky smile. Next thing I know, Jordan stopped, pulled out, and sat down. I turned and looked at him and he simply looked down at his cock and said, "ride me." All I wanted was that cock in me so I lowered myself,. I don't expect they'll let me play snooker anyway."Good exit line, that.I started washing."No, I am not unmoved." I heard Robert say. Barbara must have telegraphed some question about my nakedness. "I bathed in cold water this morning. I'll not be staying here tonight."What! Well, perhaps best not. But it is getting urgent.I thought about last weekend. I'd been clinging to Monday then and that hope had failed with a vengeance. But things were better now.So much better, I can't believe it.Monday.