True, she vaguely remembered Elizabeth making some reference to restrictingher possible postures to those of a dog, and of agreeing enthusiastically w...thher that this would lend authenticity to the experience. But how on Earth hadElizabeth done it? The air was turning colder now as the sun set, and she crawled back into herkennel. Elizabeth wouldn't send a slave to water her that evening; she wouldguess the rain had filled her bowls. It would be tomorrow morning when Maryreceived the next visit. She settled onto a pillow and sleepily opened her eyes, turning her head to look at Steven. She grinned at him as her eyes trailed down to his very large erect penis. My wife then turned and gave me a sexy smile, looking down at my hard cock. She signaled me to come closer, taking my cock into her hand. She moved her hand down the slippery shaft and back up to run her fingers over the head. Heather ran her finger across the head of my straining cock and gathered a drop of precum. She slid this. Even i felt a bit curious and inquisitive too.i wondered how would i feel if someone just suck my cock and if i could fuck a him.Regie drew near me and put a hand on my shoulder.He touched me so many times but this time i felt like an thunfer bolt travelling within me.He asked me if i am ready,and i nodded to say yes.In a second his hand reached beyond my waist to my penis.We moved to the sofa. He grabbed and caressed my penis.Now i felt like something amusing is really going to happen.I myself. ” His entire body blushed red with embarrassment. Galatea walked out onto the pool deck laughing.“Please, don’t worry. It is no problem at all. I came out to get a better view of the show,” she said with a grin. “What?” he said still trying to gain his composure.“Your clothes. Leave them. I want to enjoy the view I had when I first woke up.” He was still hesitant.“I… uh… I only do this when no one is at the houses, miss. I don’t want tan lines, you know.” “That’s fine,” she replied back with a.