. Hindpaws skipping around behind her legs, claws hitting the back of her calves, scraping over one, resting on the other.His weight is on her back, p...shing down on her, his legs around her, powering his weight into her. Thumping at her ... The tip of his cock poking against her pussy lips... Shocked by the first contact, she jerks her hips forward, taking herself just out of his range ... But the dog follows her, hindpaws scraping forward on the smooth floor – looking for grip – his. Sloppy, rude sex sounds mingled with his deep voice telling her how he was enjoying how “tight” she was. That came out in a low sexy tone that turned her on and dispelled wisps of fear and doubt, bringing her back to the careless eroticism she was now allowing herself to enjoy.His hands clasped her ankles, steadying her as her pleasured body shook from his dirty act. The coffee shop they’d met in when they finally met was a good backdrop for small talk that drew her to him even more than the. If anyone is holding a weapon, lay it on the floor and step back away from it." There was the sound of feet coming up the steps."Nobody has any weapons. These two clowns have been relieved of theirs. I put 'em on the TV. Come on up, everything is cool. The first man through the doorway was wearing a gray suit and tie. He had a gun drawn."Put thing away or eat it," John growled at him. "This is my home and I will not permit weapons to be drawn in here." Reluctantly, the suit holstered his gun. It was not long before the arousal the center of my being was experiencing banished all thought of terror and fear and replaced them with those of pleasure. Meg fucked both my holes until my legs started to tremble and with a final moan of pleasure, I climaxed.I was lost in the midst of a strong climax and must have groaned aloud because the woman in the stall next to us piped up. She obviously mistook my groan to be one of pain."Are you all right dear? Do you need help? I heard you moan..