There was the hesitation. He had never been here. Never been invited. Shit this was the prefect invitation. He was worried about hurting her. How were...you gentle with this? How did you take a bit of the ring? Fuck he was a generational bona fide tradesman; he always came through the backdoor. The backdoor was open, he went in. She flexed, he was in, well in, the tightness, the sheer delicious tightness kept hitting home. Fuck his cock felt great. It was 'bum-delicious', a grip tighter than his. Fortunately, Duke is an obedient dog and he backed off and sat there, with his tail wagging. I looked down to him and saw his cock sticking out of its sheath. It was so thin and pale, and I thought, “No, I don’t want that inside me.”Then I wondered if it was possible to be a dog cock tease.On that first Monday morning as I sat outside enjoying the sun I wondered if the scouts were still camping down by the river and could I think of a way of teasing some of them, maybe even some of the leaders?. “Shall we go to the bedroom?” She asked.Once in the bedroom I finally got the chance to look at her properly. She was slightly taller than me when standing in her heels. I’d say mid to late 20’s, certainly not into her 30’s and if she was then she looks incredible for it! Shoulder length, slightly red hair, very pretty too. The kind of face you’d double glance at. Slim, but looking healthy with it, with really long legs that were perfectly framed by some black hold-up stocking and tiny black. ..but yes, theywere sort of zombie-like. I called a friend of mine when a bunch ofthe," she sighed, "zombified people attacked me and tried to force meinto the water."Robert bit at his fingernail. "That's different." Angela narrowed hereyes again. "Different from the stories I've read I mean."Angela snorted. "Uh huh. Anyway, I fought off being drowned for a while,trying to get to my bag to get my Spir... er... pepper spray. That's whenSpirit Guard Fortitude showed up." Her eyes lit up. "She had.