My cock still pointing out and as hard as a rock, she brought the dog over and it hovered over me, I thought she was going to get the dog to fuck me a...d I was too wrecked to stop the crazy bitch. But to my surprise, I was the one who had to fuck the dog, it was a bitch and Mrs Byrne thought the dog was a lesbian and at night she used her sex toys and dildos on the dog.She walked the dog backwards to my cock until the dog felt the head of my cock at her pussy lips, it was soft, warm and hairy. Most of them just shrugged and returned to the flow to find another destination. Glancing in the mirror on the back of her closet door, she sighed. So this was what a nervous wreck looked like. She sat up in bed and bent her knees, resting her feet on the mattress and her back against the headboard, closing her eyes a moment as the tears welled up. Maybe her family had been right…she couldn’t take care of herself in the big, bad city. No…she could do it. She HAD to. Steeling her nerves, she. In the midst of this busy market. She was shaking, sweating underneath the abaya. She let out a soft moan, as the vibrations between her legs increased. She hoped no one would hear the soft moans emanating from her as they passed her by in this busy market. Even if they did, thankfully Donte had allowed her to wear a niqab, which hid her face, therefore she would not be recognized if she came across anyone familiar. As this market was very popular amongst the Muslim community. She was shaken. I got light headed, my body tightened."Baby," I said."Yes," he replied. "Baby," I said again, louder."Move that ass!" he commanded."Baby!" I screamed.My leg began to twitch and my body shook in front of him."Oh God, make me cum," I screamed.Men reading this will have never experienced what I'm about to describe, but some of you women have. I had one of those orgasms, the intense ones. You know, the quiet orgasms that you rarely ever have, and never forget when you do. I felt the blood rush.