I saw it and took his half-hard dick into my mouth, I started to work on it. I realized that these people went to the park to find woman like me, no, ...ot a woman, they went looking for a bitch in heat, and I was sooooo happy to be the bitch in heat that they found.Now the guilt started to set in again. What had I done? I just sucked two cocks and ate another woman, and on top of all that I let a dog fuck me again. I told myself, "You are one sick bitch." Mary, as if sensing my dilemma, never. I panicked for a moment as I thought I was going to puke, but I regained control of my gag reflex at the last second. Brock moaned with pleasure, his head tilting back, his dreads cascading down his shoulders. I smiled tearfully around my consumption, a sense of immeasurable pride swelling with me. As agony turned to pleasure, I ventured forward, taking him deeper and deeper down my throat. Spit leaked from my lips and oozed down my chin, hanging in strings before my bulging gullet. Back and. It felt as though the bristles would come out through the skin. This took about two minutes. Seemed like two hours. Please cut it off and be done with it. He then milked me to extract the destroyed urethra lining. He said, “I’ve done this so that when your cock is fully healed the tube will fuse completely and cannot be reversed without a transplant. There will be a lot of scar tissue so even that would be difficult.” Then using a small scalpel, he carefully removed about three millimeters of. They finished the dance with a tight hug and kiss on the lips. It looked a bit unusual, but gave me kick too.After dancing Tulika said, “Today let’s share some of our secrets between three of us. Both of you have shared your secrets with me on one to one basis. But I am sure you have more closely guarded secrets to share. I also have some secrets, which I have never shared with anyone. Let’s bring out those secrets in the open. This will certainly be more interesting than casual chatting”This.