I got the call a week later,on a Thursday day at work,Clair telling me there was a meet that night and Jen had asked Clair to go.I got home from work ...nd started tea,Jen came in about 6pm came over as normal and gave me a big kiss and in her innocent voice asked if it was ok to go to the gym later on,i agreed,trying to keep calm,she walked off to grab a shower and went upstairs,i waited 5 mins listening at the bottom of the stairs hearing her in unzipping her gym bag and rumaging around,as soon. I knew I was messy, although due to Ivy’s handiwork that wasn’t obvious. ?Next, you’ll want a puppygirl slave.? I felt a rush of panic. ?Don’t you mean doggiegirl?? She looked confused a moment, then let out another laugh. ?No, no, no. Don’t worry, no minors. No one who couldn’t agree to it. You see, what happens is that a lot of times bitchslaves and muttslaves are the most naturally submissive of all slaves. So, their owners will get together, and have them. He was waiting for this and shoved deep while gushing another thick load into the mouth of her hungry cervix. He stayed buried deep so she could clench on His entire length and wring out every last drop as he said “that’s a good little girl, don’t hold back.” He reached down roughly rubbing her clit as he felt her clench and relax again and again. Moaning loudly as her gluttonous little hole drank deeply from the mouth of His cock she squeezed the bulb He had placed in her hand at the beginning. Eric lay on the bed beside me and began kissing my neck and shoulders, gradually moving lower to the top of my breast. With one hand he slipped his fingers under the top of my bodyshaper and began to finger my nipple. The sensation was strangely pleasant and I wanted more.I could feel Eric remove his shirt and some new found feminine instinct made me start to undo his belt and unfasten his trousers. It was only when Eric had slid his hand between my legs that we both realised that I could not.