"Our soapy lathering ended with me lifting her off the floor; her ass cradled in my hands as I filled her again, her ecstatic cries softened by the wa...ter raining down on us. We had dressed and breakfasted by the time Barbara and Naomi arrived, coming to pick up Sam on their way to the hairdressers.Before leaving she hugged and kissed me, and whispered in my ear, "I think the beautiful Princess, in fact I'm sure Princess Samantha will always want to visit the big King and have him tell her a. For some reason I had expected it to be black like the rest of her skin. The contrast was amazing and I eagerly buried my face in her pussy, licking and drinking her nectar. As my tongue slipped up to her clit, my fingers had room to slide inside her incredibly tight pussy. She was so close to another orgasm that I only fingered her for a minute or two before I felt her start to orgasm. I quickly pulled my fingers out of her pussy and switched my fingers and mouth, so I was rubbing her clit. He went on to explain that the dog was very well trained and that his wife had been very active with him for five years. I guess the dog had bred her quite a bit over the years and he missed breeding – he told me.I had just lost Brutus six months before and had started looking again. The conversation not only intrigued me but had me horny as hell! We chatted for quite a while and he seemed sincere; to the point of sending pictures of the dog and his wife along with himself. Some of the pictures. Of course, I also wore many outfits that revealed my mid-riftwith my navel jewelry on display. Then, I realized that I was dressingso very "slutty" when not at work! And I realized that I enjoyed the menstaring at me with a leering grin. It was then knew that I was dressedto thrill!Of course, the men that I worked with all treated me with lewd and offhand sexual remarks about engaging in sexual acts with them. And I gotasked out on dates by all kinds of men. But I tried to keep a modicum.