There werepeople everywhere, all looking, yet nobody tried to stop him. They allhad the same vacant expression he had.I screamed and struggled, trappe...d in his grasp, as the breeze howledthrough my garters and up my skirt, and across my breasts. A second setof hands came from nowhere and grabbed my flailing arms, pinning themtogether.He stopped by a small, red saloon car and let go of my thong, letting myknees hit the tarmac. I struggled to get away, but again, I wasbasically wearing a harness. How would you like that?” The room seemed suddenly quite warm. Stifling, even. I found myself having trouble breathing, and I was shaking so hard I began to worry that I’d bounce myself off of her lap. Somehow, I got control of myself. “I’ll take that as your answer, kitty. Sounds like you’re not adverse to the idea, hmm?” That time, I just shook my head, my metal tag chiming softly against the leash attachment, unsure if that meant ‘yes, I want to you to take me home and make me your sex. "Apparently they didn't screw the donkey girl, anyhow," she said. "What man could follow that act?" Have you ever thought about doing it with an animal?" Veronica asked, suddenly and directly."Gee--no. Not until I read Hank's letter, anyhow. I got to thinking about it then." I imagine it sometimes," said Veronica."Do you?" Linda said, interested."Ummmm. When I'm--you know? When I'm playing with myself. I get all sorts of fantasies then--including animals."Unlike their Texan husbands, Linda and. I told Thomas I was feeling a little woozy and excused myself. As I walked home with a huge bulge in my shorts: I thought about the time a few years ago when Thomas and my wife were sitting on my porch and Thomas shot me with a nerf gun and hit my right butt cheek as I was working on the lawn. My wife laughed and exclaimed "Thomas". Thomas said "What, his cheeks are cute!".As I got through the door to my house my cock was completely erect. I ripped my shorts and shirt off and started.