Or at least she thought she had. Now she began to wonder if she had shared in anything.After some thought, she finally decided watching and doing were...not the same. It wasn't possible for her to know what fucking a dog was like just by watching someone else do it. If she wanted to really know what it was like, she would have to fuck a dog herself.So it was with great excitement and anticipation that Sally opened the door of one of the cages and took out a large black- and-brown German Shepherd. It was worth the risk. At that point in my life even fingering a woman was still a thrill.I slid her panties to the side to get inside her pussy. My index finger slid in easily. She gasped.“We have to stop,” she said again. “We can’t.”“Can’t right now? Or can’t ever?” I asked.I spoke slowly. Sliding my finger in and out of her pussy at the same time. Making her moan.“Now,” she panted. “Or maybe ever. I don’t know. It seems wrong. It’s too much.”“And jacking me off isn’t wrong? Putting. Frank and Victor must have helped identify all the diplomats and VIPs.There were pictures on the second stand of the first trip to Nimule and the first gala that Gordon and I attended, with plenty of pictures of both events.The third one was a big one; all the pictures were related to the attack. Some were from the ZNN footage showing explosions and the smoke rising from the embassy grounds and others were from the embassy cameras. They showed the truck bursting through the wall and our. The girl reached out and wrapped her slender soft fingers around my semi-erect cock as Kim lifted my tank-top over my head leaving the two of us nude. Kim said,” We live nude and if you ever deliver again I will expect you to undress before you pass through the gate. May I suggest the three of us enjoy dinner as you have delivered two large supreme and we have several bottles of Merlot?”The girl started stroking my now erect cock and she looked down at it in her hand. She did not say a word as.