Finally things seemed to settle back down but that strong euphoric feeling sure as hell didn’t, it got worse far far worse.Thinking on it now, she h...d to do it. Why you ask? Well the healing cannot start until you totally and absolutely release that which is sickening you! Think about it? Pneumonia cannot heal until your fed full of antibiotics and things to stop your lungs from filling with fluid right.Well that same exact way of healing mentally applies just the same.In order for your mind to. Ahh, she thought, a light switching on in her brain. So he IS a Dominant. It was exciting to have a Dominant so close by. And scary.No it's not, she thought, clicking his bio page closed, revealing the page underneath listing his stories. I'm safe. I'm anonymous.She started at the top of the page and read eight stories that night. By the fourth story, she had to stop and masturbate. By the fifth story, she was almost constantly shaking. After reading the sixth story, about a spanking, she had. She then took my hand and tugged me towards the bedroom where she sat me down on the bed.For several seconds my greedy eyes drank in the tempting vision of loveliness before me, a full-blooded woman in her late thirties, as I had never seen Margaret before. She turned me round and gently unbuttoned my dress then slowly peeled it down over my flared hips and gravid fertile belly. My back arched sensitively as her fingers lingered over the cleft of my bum cheeks then sensuously slid around to. I looked at the nice Lab lying there and I called him, patting the mattress close to me. Heavy Feather lifted his nose to smell my strong pussy odor in the air and he jumped onto the bed.I wanted that big doggie cock in my cock hungry asshole now.This nice dog was pretty smart and he knew exactly what I wanted from him. He positioned behind me and he suddenly mounted me.I felt my cunt very sore after his first assault; but I then noticed that Heavy Feather was trying to stick his dick into my.