Clete Anderson had spoken of posting sentries, but how once again, Mark had quashed that idea. Lord, this dog could tear her apart before any help mig...t even get close to the house! No! No! She must remain cool, somehow, charm him, keep him at bay! And what was he doing?A potent, unexpected sensation charged through her earlier, self-aroused loins and belly as she watched him lower his huge head and begin to sniff at her genitals, his cold, wet nose like the brushing touch of an ice-cube. ” “Please don’t fire me,” she pleaded. “I can’t afford to lose this job. You can punish my ass, just don’t fire it,” she replied. Now I was the one taken aback. “What do you propose, then?” I asked. With a mischievous grin, she rose from the chair, her deep breaths accentuating the movement of her breasts beneath the camisole; her nipples looking even harder, if that were possible. Reaching into her tote, she pulled out a leather strap split down the middle, with a handle attached, which she. He had leverage. The sound she made upon his forcing in was something other than pleasure. "Do the bitch hard Ken" I instruct. "Not too hard" says Stacy. "Very hard Ken, be the caveman". Which my hubby did. He began stroking hard and not letting up when he hit resistance, he overcame it by forcing his cock in more. All this while she is vocalizing in a way that I know she is not having fun. I can see her floppy lips folded up inside her and being tugged with each stroke. Stacy has tears. I led Denise through to the main bedroom and set her up at the end of the bed with her legs spread and began my oral assault without hesitation. The skin surrounding her pussy was firm and smooth and the contrast between her black as night pussy lips and the pink inside her cunt was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen and it was the sweetest I had ever tasted to. Denises hips bucked as I tongue fucked her as deep and fast as I could then started screaming as I rubbed her G spot and.