Sara stood up and said,"Well Prince, why don't you come in and see your new home."The dog immediately went on an exploring mission throughout the hous..., Sara happily followed it. She kept remembering what the man had said ... it was a 'special' dog and wondered what he meant by that.They ended up sitting on the sectional and the dog laid his head on her lap. Sara again rubbed her hands on his neck and ears. It was then that Sara noticed that the dog's penis sheath was huge. She remembered the. That meant using real fake tan stuff when you ran it.So, once every two months, Stan would mix up a batch of faux tan and step into the machine. The first couple times he did that, the results were, at best, mixed. Fortunately, there was also a removal cycle that sprayed a solution that would take off anything that had been applied, even days or weeks later.After one of his worst initial attempts where he made a major mistake mixing the tan colors he stepped out of the booth a deep, all-over. I really wanted to go to hospital but I felt embarrassed to admit what had happened and I was too proud to let Wendy think that she had driven me to attempt suicide (if she had, I do not think my motives were that clear). So I told the cabbie to take me home, assuring him that, despite appearances, I was perfectly all right. (‘You OK, guv?’ ‘Yes, I’m fine. Too much to drink, that’s all.’ — almost the truth, really.) At home I let myself in as quietly as possible and collapsed into the spare. I literally couldn't believe that anyone would do such a thing but I was heartily glad that it was happening to me! I was so lost in my own personal gratification that I almost forgot about Stevo's needs. My sucking had become somewhat automatic, if there can be such a thing, and my jaw was aching a little when I became intimately conscious of Mr Masters slipping a finger into my rectum. I gasped in a shocked but willing kind of way, cute but devilishly slutty. His head squeezed between my.