Slowly, he started withdrawing almost all the way, and then sliding back in. Her round eyes, and panting puffs of stuttering breathing said she was fe...ling things she wasn’t quite prepared for. Speeding up seemed to rob her of the ability to speak, and she gasped for air, her hands banging on the bed beside her hips. When he started moving really fast, she started whining. It was getting louder and louder, so he bent her further and, using just his abdominal muscles, began short jackrabbit in. Once inside the bathroom, the first thing thatcaught my eye was a set of black women's stockings, and a black G-string,hanging over the shower rod. I decided that I would take these items onmy way out, to put on and masturbate in, when I returned to the safety ofmy home.I immediately began looking for the master bedroom, where I was sure tofind a jewelry box, and other valuables that I could sell. Once I foundthe master bedroom I immediately began searching a large dresser for myprize. As I. You see, to be honest dear reader, I’d already developed a taste for dogs when I was around fifteen; before Dan came to stay.I was the only child of a working mother; living way out in the suburbs. There were no amusements and by the time I was fourteen, so mother had finally given-in to my pestering for a dog.I remember the bright sunny day we drove out to some dog kennels where unwanted dogs could be paired up with a new owner.We were shown round the place by old Ken Barker who ran the. Samples of what I heard on playback were a girl asking some other nasty little tart, "So Colin and Ron are going to smell her arse, are they?"I also heard that blond girl's voice telling her mates, "We're all going to go, Hey Teresa, give us smell of your bum!"Also some other girl with a group, shouting "Whoooosshhh! Ha Haaaa! Watch those titty tassels go around! Whooosshhh!"I wondered what the heck was going on. What were they on about? Well, I soon got my answer!One Friday evening, Mum and I.