I stood up, pulling off my shirt. She kissed me hard on the mouth again. I helped her off with her dress. Unwilling to pause, I kept our momentum goin... towards my bedroom. We made our way there in a rolling movement along the walls, each of us regaining then losing the upper hand in delicious power-play. I unfastened my bra, revealing to her my full, heavy tits as I pulled her into my bedroom.I could hear both of our cell phones going off in the hallway where our purses and clothes lay strewn.. I was wet. Very wet. My juices were running more than the saliva left behind by the beast’s tongue.If I hadn’t been strapped in place my hands would have been at my cunt.Bernard announced the next dog. Chip. A German Shepherd. Tan and black. He reminded me of my own mates. I wondered if they were missing me. Their bitch had left them very soon after the marriage.The handler was the owner, Fred Smith, a middle aged man, clean shaven, balding spectacled and with an ugly one inch scar down his. My lips upon your body, you tingle with their touch. You close your eyes and grab my head gently urging me lower. I trace your nipples one last time and slowly move down your body. My hands on your sides, my lips on your skin, slowly lower, lower. Circles with my lips and tongue, a gentle nibble and bite. You spread your legs, you long to feel my lips on yours. My slowness drives you crazy you want that feeling now. You grab my head and force it down to show me what you need. My tongue has. I kissed her and hugged her, and her skin felt like hot lava against mine. I shivered, and my hurting cock pressed against her slender thigh."Well, Tarzan, what are you going to do about it? Why don't you touch it and see if it feels any better than Saturday night. You know, it IS Alfred's sperm this time." Her voice was deep and raw, with a horny tremor to it, like I never heard before. I grabbed her left tit and put my mouth to the right one, which I sucked and licked a little while. This.