. I checked the address and found nothing out of the ordinary. The name on the building was Unlimited Exports Ltd. An obviously fake name.Kate, the pe...acemaker, gave me a mostly silent backrub that night. They called it paying rent, even if the initial reason for it was to settle Jude around me. The drift of intent masked other reasons behind their behavior.With their help, I ordered a new stackable bedroom set earlier in the week. Three in one queen-sized bed was too many, and the spare twin. A few minutes later an older gentleman wandered by. Once again, Calyndi decided not to pursue this prey. His type would provide her with a complexity of taste that she enjoyed – a certain salty sadness to temper the sweetness of his passion. But as a lover, he would be too involved with his own feelings. The temptation of a moment of respite from his sorrows would be too great, and he would succumb to his pleasure long before Calyndi arrived at hers. No, she would wait for something better.And. “Oh shoot. Look at the time. I better call my mom soon or she’ll be pissed.” She stood up from the bed and moved out of sight to the side where her clothes had been piled.“So I can keep your bra and panties, right?” Emma asked innocently.“Sure, that was one of my favorites, but it’s yours to keep,” I heard Sharon say kindly. “Good thing I brought this extra sweatshirt. At least my mom won’t be able to see my boobs flopping around beneath my t-shirt.” The girls both laughed and Emma rose to her. She continued bucking her ass back at him and moaning while rubbing her clit. Max was recording the dog cum leaking down Liz's thighs to the ground. He kept Luke's tail to the side, exposing Elizabeth's pulsing pussy gash and the base of the dog dick lodged in her hole. She was screaming with pleasure, the tears gone now, hollering about how she was going to cum again! All of our pricks were rock solid at the scene. Elizabeth's body shook from intense orgasm under the German Shepherd. Max.