”“And you still want to do it, even without your friend?” Checks Kimberly.Meghan shrugs her shoulders, as if it’s the most obvious thing in th...e world. “Of course ... It’s her loss. I know she’ll be kicking herself when she sees this.”Kimberly follows up, “When the two of your were talking about dogs – what breed did you like the most?”Meghan smiles broadly, her first genuine smile of the show. “Well, my favourite is a nice big Labrador ... But hers was always a Rottie ... Like Tank ... So I get. Was this what it meant to be a submissive bottom? All my life fucking women, had I actually just been a sub bottom looking to get laid? Was being dominated and fucked by a hard cock better than fucking?One day she was in the bathroom and she opened the door and waved for me to come in. She was naked and so was I. When I got in the bathroom I could see that she had her phone set up on the counter to take a video. She said she wanted to make a little porn of our own and this excited me. I went to. And perfume." He came close to me and sniffed. He smiled. He gave a small spray on each side of my neck and put the spray back in my bag. I was already shuddering. There was no way I could go through with this. The intensity in the room was palpable -- just the level of control they were showing, the cold, almost mechanical way they were going through the motions, was terrifying. Karl put his hand on my shoulder and turned me toward him. I moved slowly, as gently as I could, trying to be. The gazebo lit up from a lightning strike; his kiss sucked on her clitoris before the thunder reached them. His hands were again on her breasts, teasing her nipples.His tongue was loving her center. Wind was dusting them with raindrops. Thunder was rolling overhead. Lightning struck again. His kiss struck. Her climax struck.For what seemed like an hour, the storm was all within her. Then her feet were back on the ground. She was held in his encircling arms. The sounds of the thunder was less,.