"Tell you what, why don't I go get the scissors, shave cream and a razor and see how you feel when you're bare there." Not what I meant, Tam, and sorr... if I offended you, really, we've been best buds for over seven years and I love you like the sister I never had and I would never, ever, intentionally hurt your feelings. If it makes you feel better, bring it on, I'll go bare with you; but I'm only a CN and you are an A. Yours will never grow back." Kirsten suddenly realized that was exactly. I was sitting on the couch then I thought of doing a SHARARAT and I dialed a three digit number from my phone to which the BSNL landline rings automatically. I called up her and said “Zohra, there is someone calling on the phone,,, come soon” And I sat on the couch, as the bathroom was behind me I couldn’t see her coming, but soon she came I stood up. I was shocked to see her I have never seen before. Though she looked hot in her churidar suits that she usually wore all the time but she looking. I started to wiggle, my husband took my hand and put it on the dogs cock. I realized the dog wasnt hard, but his cock was hanging out. I began to stroke his dick faster and harder with every slam of my little fist. He began to pant, my husband lifted him to mount me, the dogs dick found my tight little pussy hole. His big hairy cock slid in easily as he began to pound away. I braced myself against the wall to keep from being knocked down by the violent thrusting the dog was doing. My husband. Dylan giggled, most likely at my enthusiasm. He always thought it was nice to see me get excited about something sexual even though he and I had been fooling around for almost 4 months now. He never seemed to get over my naked form begging for more."Ok, open your eyes."I blinked for a few seconds then stared wide-eyed at the long piece of plastic Dylan was holding."Where...Where did you get that?" I asked in disbelief."I got it especially for you, I figured just cause I‘m done, doesn‘t mean you.