He pushed my skirt up around my waist and I felt his hot breath on my belly and he started kissing my skin. He kisses trailed lower and lower. His fin...ers spread my lips apart and pressed inside me. I moaned and had to move my arms to get a better hold of the roof. I was getting more and more slippery as he kissed just above my hair line and fitted another finger inside me. I was trying not to draw more attention to myself from passersby than I already was. The noisy city muffled my moans as. “Princess!” she squeaked as I buried my muzzle beneath the blue skirt of her dress. “What are you ... Oh, Princess!”My wide tongue, made from a broad oak leaf, lapped at her tight slit, gathering her tart juices. Unlike any other proxy I inhabited, the feyhound could smell and taste. I let out a rumbling growl of delight, my new cock aching and throbbing so hard as I licked and lapped at her muff, her silky pubic hairs caressing the woven wicker of my muzzle.It felt so different eating pussy. Blow jobs, gone almost entirely and the sex that did exist was boring.Desperate for a blow job, I started looking through the C-list classifieds under casual encounters in hopes of finding a woman willing to hook up just for that, but there were none. What there were was a lot of men seeking men, some of which offered, no strings attached head. After some pondering, I got up the nerve to answer one of the adds and the guy got back to me right away, offering for me to come to his place so that. Ilsa picked up a tube of crimson red lipstick and painted mylips. I felt my lips being painted for me to be the slut I am.Leather Mistress led me over to the mirror. I see a beautiful leatherslave ready to serve. The dress goes to my knees. I noticed that is ablond ponytail hanging out of the top of the leather hood. My brown eyeswas no more due to the contacts turning them blue. Leather Mistresscomplete my look by placing a cigarette between my lips. I light mycigarette from the lighter that.