'Snuck out? Findsout he's gone? Just what the fuck are you two doing over there ole'buddy o' mine?' he thought and dismissed it. He considered that Mi...e wasprobably in a bad way and Gary was doing all he could to comfort himthrough his difficult time. It was best that Mike slept through itanyway, less trauma to deal with later after he changed back."All right pal, I'll meet you and Mike at the corner on Market, at when,5:30 or so?" That's good, I'll be there as soon as I can, but Kit, you have. Finally breaking the kiss, but not the embrace, she husked, "I sure would love to have YOU in your dungeon tonight!" Not my scene," I grinned, "but if you like, I can arrange for you to service my dogs, repeatedly, for the entire length of your stay!"She finally disentangled herself from me, tossing her shoulder-length auburn hair back and laughing, "Tempting, but not my scene, either!"We chatted about people we knew in common as we retrieved her luggage - one ordinary Samsonite suitcase, and a. As a child Greg Sands was exposed to a high level of violence. I didn't know but his mom was actually his step-mom.The report outlined that Greg had witnessed his real Mother's death at the hands of an intruder. His father had just returned from work as the man was about to shoot Greg and his father 'saved the day' by killing the man.Details were a little fuzzy from then on. He got into trouble fighting other kids and eventually his father remarried and continued his police career. To control. I reached further down and gently squeezed his balls.At last I was rewarded. He started to cum. He started to cum in my mouth, flooding it until it was spilling past my lips. Hot, watery dog sperm and I was swallowing the metallic tasting liquid down my throat and into my belly. I was swallowing it as if it was the best tasting mudslide I had ever had in my life.I was now a real dog slut and I didn’t mind. I even felt proud of it. What had I become? Was this all even real? Would I eventually.