"I'm not Connie!"But the Dane didn't seem to care. He growled angrily, backing still further into the room."Oh God!" Kathy cried as she found herself ...ack in the room with the panting dog. "I don't think--" Then she felt the animal's hot, heaving side against her right leg. Her pussy contracted in time to the dog's heavy breathing. She fought the desire to let the Dane fuck and lick her for a few seconds. Then a wave of sexual lust swept over her pussy. It was too powerful to resist."DAMN!" she. That's what I'd expect Mark to do for me," concluded Betty."I've given her everything I had for over twenty years. I shouldn't have to fight for her now, or ever, Betty," I insisted. "Either she's my wife and she wants to be my wife, or she doesn't. There's no middle ground on this." Well, at least be sure that she understands that much. She may think that she can have a little fling and keep her steady, dependable husband at the same time. You know, the best of both worlds as they say." That. "I wish that I could see your face as we do this, but I can not take the risk of you seeing mine." I would love to be able to see it when you cum. I am sure that you are your most beautiful at that moment." Donata did not reply. What he could not see were the tears that were running down her face as she lay crying in silence. She had dreamed of sharing this moment with her husband, not with a stranger in a rented house on a beach in Virginia.Her thoughts ended quickly when she felt him moving. Like, just be a six-foot-five god ofmuscle. Actually..." And with that, something clicked in my brain, "Ihave, sometimes, when I'm being honest with myself about my fantasyself, thought of my ideal as somewhat of a 'bull' of a man. A 'bull!'Can you believe that? I don't even think about it very muchthough...fuck, how deep does this curse or magic or whatever the FUCK itis dig into our brains? What does it want with us? WHY IS THIS EVENHAPPENING?!"Now people on the street were staring at.