When we arrived, we were greeted by the family Labrador, Murphy. I had forgotten all about them having a dog. He greeted Mia first, then me, and he st...rted sniffing my thighs, smelling my sex, just like Patch does. Without thinking of the consequences or where I was I lifted my dress to give Murphy access to my cunt, and he started lapping my pussy juices. Do all dogs instinctively know what to do? I was loving it but the girls just stared and said "what the fuck are you doing"? I pretended not. He would say that often. And he began making comments on her body, and how it looked and what was showing through what, quite a bit. But Michelle, having not very much self-esteem, and not a real grip on any Boundaries, just jokingly brushed him off. Maybe after so many years of men paying attention to her just sexually, she felt the need to attract everyone's attention that way, even her own brother's. And I didn't care, cuz she was just a girl for now, you know, and I wasn't jealous of. "What's your opinion about extortion, in terms of the Dom/me keeping their end of the bargain?" I asked. "Some believe it's proper to do, but others insist that the Dom/me should not be bound by any agreement with a slave, because the slave is of course inferior."She looked at me, and smiles slightly through her tears. "A Dom/me should generally observe deals they make with slaves. However, I'm not a slave, so I'll extend to you the courtesy of allowing you to torment me with whether you'll. And, she certainly had never considered the idea of fucking a Black man. But she knew that many men had fantasies about watching their women fucking other men. She never dreamed her husband was one of these men. He knew his wife, and he knew that to get her to become the naughty girl of his dreams, he was going to have to be patient and make a slow and subtle introduction of his Black fantasies during foreplay and sex. He knew that he had to go slow until she started to become excited about.