Womanhoodwas not a blessing, it was a curse. It made you a victim, a target.Being a woman made you prey, and prey was fodder for predators.Since that ...night at the club, Joe had not touched himself in any kind ofsexual manner and he had even thrown out his copious collection of men'sskin magazines. Sex was off the menu. It would only remind Joe that hewas the target, not the shooter, the prey, not the hunter. Even thethought of sex even with a woman now made him feel,..weak, bad, wrong,and. As I didn’t have any work at home I would go and help her. It happened one day that we had returned to her house. She had some work and as usual, I was helping her as a kind soul. I bid her farewell and come out of the house. I found it was raining. It was unexpected rain as till morning there were no clouds.When we were returning there were clouds but I didn’t expect that it would rain. She realized and asked me to come inside. The downpour became heavy and it started to feel cold. She asked. We were both so into it. I planted some juicy kisses on her sensitive neck area making her moans a little louder. I could feel the entire love tunnel of her- the insides. I kept pumping her, making love to this sweet young milf before realising the clenching. That was a sign of her orgasm coming through anytime soon so i gave a little boost of pace which i then received her first orgasm hugging her close in the process. Her body shivers and her beautiful breasts jiggled. Her insides milking my. My dog jumped down off me and his cock of course came out of me. I didn't want him to think he did anything bad so I just kept telling him he was a good boy and it's OK. I paced around the room for a moment. His cock had been inside me. I actually had been having sex with a dog even if it was only for a few seconds. I was freaking out some wishing for someone to help me get past this point and decided what to do next. I looked at him and he was laying in the corner licking his cock. He.