Those long timers have become our best friends. We feed them and care for them daily and they depend on us for everything. Some of the male dogs are q...ite large and muscular. I think they are just naturally muscled since they really don’t get much exercise in the cages. One of the males we call Spirit. He is a brute, but gentle. He has short hair, and is some kind of mixed breed. He loves to have us come into the kennel with him and rub him down.One night we were up at the shelter rather late.. The only time the quarry was quite was a Saturday lunch time when the men that was working the full day got together and we had our bait together, we would have a laugh and take the piss out of each other.One Saturday I told the men about a dream I had about one of the secretaries from the office called Melanie and how she walked in to the fitting shop lifting her skirt and flashed her black stockings and suspenders at me, she sucked my cock before I fucked her from behind over the blacksmiths. She was somehow able to stifle a laugh, but even with her hand to her mouth, a few giggles managed to make their way through. The dark haired singer was equally amused, as well, a huge grin plastered across his face.Josie, however, was not.“Oh, no, no, honey!” Bella, quickly recovering, shot Ty a pleading look and then gently touched Josie on the shoulder. “This is a good thing.”She, however, was less than convinced and it must have shown on her face.“Bella’s right, Josie,” Ty replied. His easy. Then I felt him climbing on my back and putting his rock hard cock at my wet and wanting opening; pressing just his thick head and nothing else. Suddenly his cell phone rang. He thrust once inside my wet cunt and then he pulled out. I begged him to not answer, but he pulled out and grabbed the phone. He left the bedroom, leaving me helpless…I could hear him telling someone that he was busy now. Then he hung up and I heard him coming back to the bed.I wanted to know who he had been talking to,.