She adored greyhounds because they screwed so hard and fast and she cherished wolfhounds because their pricks were huge. She liked German shepherds, b...ack and tan hounds and Airedales. She had even been dropping hints to the effect that any respectable pet shop should have at least one pony or donkey in stock.This morning Harold had telephoned to tell her that a new Doberman had arrived--which was why Helen had been so pleased when Caroline showed up to take care of the elk hound.Now she had. I knew she wasn’t working and would jump at the chance.When Susan finally asked her that Friday Cindy broke into tears and happily accepted.She would come in each day singing softly,proudly showing off her new clothes.She looked really good too with her long blond hair and her perfectly made up face.The people that occasionally came in for a discount haircut or manicure never knew that Cindy was a guy.They would never guess that under her skirt was enough to make any man jealous. Pretty soon. Type a few words... and return and fuck her all over again.Adam had also made her submissive and docile around him... and this combined with her overwhelming 'need' to please him, pretty much made her his slave... much like the relationship she now had with Samantha, except for the fact that she was the dominant one in their relationship. She had no idea that she'd find being a dominatrix so exciting.Adam had explained that by transferring Samantha's love obsession to her, that Samantha would. My boobs sway with the motion as Keith fucks my face. After a minute of doing that, Keith announces that he is going to cum. He pulls out and cums on my face. He groans as he cums on my dick. Once he finishes cumming, I wipe some of his cum off my face and I put it in my mouth. I moan as the saltiness of the cum hits my tongue. “God, you’re so sexy.” Keith says as he tries to control his breathing. I just laugh and look up at him. I get off my knees and Keith gently pushes me on the bed. “I.