Would you lower your trousers, please?’ I stared at her. ‘You want me to drop my trousers?’ She smiled calmingly. ‘There is no reason to be ...ervous. I am very professional. I simply require some samples, and then we can continue to the lab.’ I sighed resignedly — this was not how I imagined things shaping up — stood, pulled down my trousers and sat. ‘Would you like to lie back? This won’t take long.’ I did as she asked. Her hands went straight to be crotch, where she reached into my pants,. Leaving my temporary residence behind, I headed out for another long day of scavenging. I remembered when finding food was as easy as locating a restaurant and waiting for the owner to dump the days trash. But with the economy in the toilet, more and more humans were left without a home. Many of them gave up their dignity and started scouring the trash in search of food. That left us dogs with no choice but to turn to cats, squirrels and rats to sustenance. But do you have any idea how. “You’re making me feel so wild…. Yeah, suck my tities!”Sandra was shocked by her mother’s language and actions. She had always seemed to be such a prude. Now she knew better, her mother was nasty and sexy in bed. Sandra’s small nipples had swollen so much they ached, and her virgin pussy quivered and pulsed. She wondered why her mother was making her so excited; she had never felt turned on by a girl or woman before.She felt a strong urge to touch herself, but she felt so nasty from the urge,. Louise was beautiful and erotic and completely drained my balls through an extraordinary blow job. However, she wouldn't allow me to see or touch her cock that night.A few nights later we were at anchor and I told Louie to join me at midnight in the wheelhouse. At the appointed time Louise entered the wheel house, this time wearing a short tight red dress, thigh high red nylons, a g-string, and lots of makeup. She looked like a common street whore who I might have picked up in some cheap.