When she came back we started to talk. It was 11.00pm; my mom was calling me to ask that why is so late today,but then I told my mom that I am at my f...iends place and will come afar a while. AAlia forced me to sit as she was enjoying all my jokes and talks, as she knows that I keep things private and don’t share or tell anything about her to my friends, all this time she was sitting next to me on a single sofa,then I told her that I wish I was your husband and I would have never left her, she. Jeanette felt the same way but, instead of verbally expressing her delight, she started licking the head in concentric circles, slowly engulfing more until her tongue was caressing under the hard ridge. The head was nestled in her lips and she was gently stroking the shaft until Jeanette decided to take even more pleasure from the huge intruder. Moving slowly to avoid biting the cock, she started moving her mouth forward, engulfing the length of the thick cock. She would not be able to fit the. The stakes are so high. But you love me. His eyes find hers and she sees her pain mirrored in them. His tone turns cold and mocking. He is like an animal, trying to stop the suffering by lashing out. ‘But what? What is it that you imagine I owe you?’ She cannot speak. If she opens her mouth, she knows she will break down, so she bites her lip and holds his eyes with hers, her shoulders set defiantly. She will not leave. To leave would mean losing him forever, and she is not willing to let that. They each had different colored collars but there were other slight body markings to identify them, too. Dexter was a lighter shade of gray. Dagon had a floppy left ear and Dylan had a much darker nose. They all had silver plates with their names engraved hanging on a small chain from the collar.I, too, was wearing a collar. Just like theirs. Mine was jet black with a gold plate and my name.The dogs all mated exactly the same. Fast, furious, and possessive. I was their human bitch. They were my.