Perhaps he was not quite the romantic hero of her silly schoolgirl dreams, but he was a safe and steady rock-hard cock dependable and ready to meet he... requirements for a climax of panting release that made Sampson a bit jealous of her writhing gyrations under the social worker’s sweating male flesh. It was only momentary because Sampson the German Shepherd was smart enough to not compete with human males in matters of carnal desire.Female canine bitches were a different story.Sampson. I pulled out and gently pushed inagain, trying to be gentle."FUCK ME!" she shouted.I guess she did not want gentle so I pulled out and then rammed my rubberimprisoned cock fully home. Contrary to me thinking she would be in painshe squealed her delight."HARDER.....FASTER!" she demanded.I complied and began to savagely ram my cock into her. She bucked underthis brutal assault screaming climax after climax. Of course the positionhelped because each thrust ran the head of the rubber intruder. .. I just wanted to cum!"Get me another beer," he ordered.Reluctantly I stood and started to pull up my knickers."No leave them there," he chuckled making me blush.Completely humiliated I curtsied and scurried off to the kitchen hisspunk oozing from my sissy pussy with every wiggle of my ass. When Ireturned he was on the phone. He took the beer and pointed to his sexslimed cock. I knew exactly what he wanted and to my shame my mouthwatered. Between his legs again my tongue snaked out licking. My wife accepted and Ann asked her to choose a nice restaurant where we could all talk. The two chatted happily for about ten minutes. I was surprised, actually shocked, by this. Then it occurred to me that these two are friends over many lifetimes at the level of soul. It got me thinking about how strongly the soul can interact with the personality. My wife passed the phone to me. College choice. Ann filled me in on her Friday. She met with Dr. Schmidt’s friend and they had a wonderful talk..