I figured I should at least get ready for bed.When I re-entered the living room, I was surprised by what I saw.Shae and Lizzie were already asleep, at...least 3 hours before I had expected them to be.Feeling glad that I hadn't made much noise coming into the house, I ran to the bathroom, changed into a t-shirt and boxers, and laid back onto the couch. I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep immediately, but I still closed my eyes in hopes of possibly speeding up the process.After about 5 minutes, I. Kim squealed with pleasure every time the dogthrust his long red cock into the hole, and the beautiful black Dane was,probably for the first time in his life, fucking more than air and reallygetting the hang of it. I watched in perverse awe as the two of them humped each other. YesKim was fucking the big dog every bit as much as he was fucking her, and thepair were enjoying it very, very much. I wasn't having such a bad time my-self either. I hardly noticed the ache in my own now. I remember an on-line conversation we had once, before we exchanged photos, about movie stars and what movie stars we resemble. I said Steve McQueen (I don't), she said she's been told she looks like a young Carole Bouquet, a famous French actress. I never heard of her but I looked her up on line and even watched a few of her movies. I could see it now, the young Carole Bouquet in "Cet obscur object du desire" .... "That obscure object of Desire." How appropriate. She liked the way I looked. She looked back and up at the stands.She saw another man taking pictures of her. She slowly swung her ass to the right, to the left, wiggled her asscheeks, and thrilled to the voyeuristic antics of the man shooting pictures.I'll bet he's got a big hard prick in his pants, Nancy thought.Her pussy sizzled. Nancy loved the idea of men watching her cheer, showing off to men with juicy prick hards squirting in their hot shorts. She seared the field with her moves. There was something about being.