Anyway, one night we were chatting and it was clear that we're both interested in meeting up for sex and so she told me her address and I drove over. ...osh we were so nervous cuz we're both pretty straight arrows as it turns out but we were both horny and we had built up something of a relationship online and exchange pictures.I still remember that first night of her sitting down on the couch with me and waiting for me to make a move and I was fearless and trusted her and leaned in for a kiss. .lifts his head to look at her...rises to his feet, yawning and stretching, then sniffing the air. He watches the dog begin to pant with a wolfish grin through the viewfinder, returning the animal's smile as he zooms in on her face.Hour 19He finishes his beer and turns the cd player up before returning to the room where she crouches on her knees in the metal dog crate. Her head, hooded in a thin plastic garbage bag, swivels as she strains to follow the sound of his footsteps; otherwise she. The one behind her reached in front of her and squeezed her full firm, 36DD married white tits, kneading them and tweaking her rapidly hardening nipples. Sandy sat there not moving, her blue eyes closing in a desirous rapture as she got hotter, her married white pussy twitching and throbbing with a desire to be filled. She moaned and sighed in lust, her blue eyes glazing over in a lustful rapture, as he continued to manipulate her white tits his black hands going up under her tee shirt and bra. “No underwear.” “Wait.” Electric blue irises speared my eyes. Her full eyebrows knitted together and her face turned crimson. “You know?” she half-whispered. “That you’re not Jess? Yeah.” I twisted the catch between her cups and slipped the straps off her shoulders. “I’m gonna need you naked now.” “B-but we’re iden…” “Identical. Yeah.” I hooked a finger inside the elastic of her underwear and peeked at the light brown cloud inside. “We’ll see about that.” I clamped the back of her neck and.