It was Dancer, the Irish Setter who had been let out of his kennel cage by the twins only moments earlier. It was Dancer, the glossy, long-haired dog ...ith the long, floppy ears and the long snout who was crouched at the end of the bench opposite where Dee squatted over Kim's face. It was Dancer the dog who had his head resting on the bench between Kim's spread thighs, his snout nosing into her cunt.His cold wet nose, pressed against the girl's heated cuntlips, was more than enough to drive her. Wave upon wave of pleasure ripped through her. Giselle fucked back on Hero’s rigid tool until she screamed her second climax.Hero kept thrusting, becoming more urgent as he neared the culmination of the act. Giselle managed to work her hand between her legs and found her clit. The effect of her fingertips and the leather flange slapping against her, took her into another orgasm that ripped through her body. Hero gave an almighty thrust, which took her of her feet completely. He screamed and. I was excited. The man was clearly dressed to impress. I heard the sound of plastic wheels on pavement. “Leilani,” I corrected, just in time to see a second figure coming from the parking lot. “Oh my god. I'm sorry! I don't know what happened. I swear I filled up before we left. I think my gas tank is leaking.” A fragile blonde girl a bit older than Tabitha shuffled up to the door dragging a lavender suitcase behind her. Her face was angular but pretty, though it was painted as thickly as her. Was she planning on having a ring in the piercing and putting alock through the ring on the outside of the cage so it couldn't pull backthrough? Tom shuddered at the thought of how bad that would hurt and howeffective that would be at keeping him from trying to remove the device."Sure, I didn't say that we won't do it; just that we recommend a smallergauge to start with. You also mentioned tattoos?" he replied.Princess Dee chuckled and said, "Yes, three tattoos to be exact. We canschedule the.