" "And by the time we came to it was morning. We were all scattered on thefloor in your room, Kaitie, as if a slumber party was centered there.That da..., a Saturday I think..." Yes, it was," Stacy said. "Eigth past six AM," she added. When Kaitielooked at her surprised she simply replied, "Eidetic memory." Well the weekend was mostly playing recover and rest. We tried to sortout the odd memories we 'felt' we had for you, and the ones we knew wehad of Kurt. And you were more or less out of it, I. Clarks female dog, I got lost in the moment as I stripped down and stroked my own meat, and I was scared to death when I realized I had been caught in the act of masturbating. The fear only increased when Mr. Clark made me suck his cock. When he realized I was scared he did give me the option to leave but, well, you might know the story……… I stayed. I stayed and gave my body to Mr. Clark. I knew what fucking was and had watched my mom get fucked by her boyfriends, so I knew that Mr. Clark. Before we started swinging with each other, she had been reluctant to try new things or let her slut side come out. I sensed a bit of jealousy from him that night at the bar but knew that as soon as he got home with Amy, he'd take his jealousy out on my wife's pussy and then send me pictures of his massive dick being milked dry by my golden retriever's tight cunt. As the weeks went on, I found myself more enthralled by the idea of Tom fucking my dog than I did my wife. Needless to say that his. I felt Mario behind me inching closer, then a big hairy arm wrap around me and pulling me in closer to him. pulled me into him. Uh-oh! I could instantly tell he was naked as my back was pressed right into his hairy chest and I could feel his meat inflating against my butt. It was getting harder by the moment, it felt like one of those extra thick sausages that kept growing, and from me just getting to know him in this brief time; he was not a “No” type of guy. He saw me as a hot little brown.