. do what explorers do ... explore," said He/She. "Besides, think how impressed the rest of the rats will be." Oh, yeah, right!"There was a sudden dis...cordant braying of horns. The sound echoed across the valley. Thrice they sounded, and thrice more. The echoing ceased. Silence reigned. The Carpet loomed over the edge of the canyon. It made a stately progress slowly sinking to the valley floor. One figure, stood tall and still, holding a crooked staff with the right hand. The staff was richly. Biscuit surprised me. He did not jump on my back immediately. He would lick my vulva and anus, walk around me, try to lick my face, go back to my rear and lick some more. Again and again. I was swooning in the sexual pleasure of it. And then finally he jumped up and mounted me. I could sense his gentleness, even in the midst of his driving desire for me. I reached back with a freshly lubed hand, found the thin penis, let the dog fuck my hand just long enough to re-lube it, and then guided the. For almost the entire past year, I had been unable to muster a decent orgasm in any opening despite his manly efforts and determination to bring me off properly. I knew he was ashamed of his lack of success in that regard, but I had grudgingly reconciled to the possibility, that I no longer had the spark of younger panting lust that responded to his bedroom ministrations. We had tried several times already at the seaside hotel without success at least from my perspective. It was becoming. But of course this would be a bad idea. There was no way she could be THAT blind, was there? Still, there was another option... "Excuse me," he said to the woman, "but could I use your bathroom?" Yes, certainly. It's right down that hall. I think the light is still on." Oh, I see it. Thanks." Henry made his way down the hall, and felt an odd sense of deja vu as he stepped into the bathroom -- just as he'd watched the woman do ten minutes ago -- and pushed the door shut behind him. The door was.