She slowly pulled him out of her mouth and began moving her tongue along his shaft. She looked up at him with her lips wrapped around his head,"Keep g...ing, I'm listening."Martin wasn't so sure about that, but he sighed again and continued: "Work has been tough recently. The whole private detective thing isn't all it's cracked up to be, you know. All I ever do is solve minor dilemmas and mysteries that aren't important enough for the real police. And on top of all the work stuff, I haven't had a. " Janey protested at the unexpected dilation of her once fucked cuntal entrance. "Mmmmoonnllyyy whuunnn..." she whined as the huge head of the monk's penis lodged within the narrow vestibule. And then, as her young loins were assailed by a mix of discomfort and tremendous pleasure, the kneeling girl looked back between her legs."OHMYGOD!" she cried out in consternation as she saw the two large, hairy balls outlined within their sac dangling between the creamy white columns of her vulnerably. Perhaps it was the romantic tropicalnight, my own loneliness or just the temptation to taste forbidden fruit that rendered me so helplessto his charms. All inhibition vanished and, as I stood nude before his admiring gaze, some perverse desire compelled me to strike seductive poses for him. It was wickedly exhiliarting to lewdly flaunt myself like a common whore.Overcome by my own corruption, I confessed my debasement by boldly urging the youth to take his pleasure with my proffered sex. When. But not just any dog. Oh no! Far from it. In all honesty I’m still debating whether that was a mini horse or something. We had a Great Dane/Mastiff mix that, if standing on his hind legs, was well over 6 feet high. He was about 6’6 on his back legs, about 4’6 on his 4 paws. He was pitch black with a small white patch of fur under his legs, in his groin area; He also had a caramel tint to his face so, as a 10 year old, I called him Hershey. Hershey was my best friend and, sadly, my only.