I turned around and knelt beside the couch bending over. I held onto the cushions as the Doberman mounted me from behind. He humped until he sunk into...me. Then he fucked me wildly bringing me to orgasm again. He pushed his knot past my entrance and tied himself to me. More spurts of doggy semen shot out. This time it was plugged up by his knot. The orgasm was so intense.It felt like a long time we stayed like that. I couldn’t stop moaning and panting. I’d never had an orgasm like that before. I. "I think you should buy me a drink... I think you should move to that table... I think you should sing us a song... I think I should have some of those fries." The fries looked good. Don't judge.It started to be clear that you could make any suggestion you want to anyone you want, but pain was the cost. The farther you had to push them from their natural behavior, the more it was going to hurt. Telling someone to "I think you should look over there" was no big deal, but telling the big guy who. Holding the book in both hands, he stared at it before opening. ‘Come on,’ he said, his voice almost pleading with it. ‘We’re going to have to speed things up a bit in order to keep me safe, and you in the right hands. How about this, I’ll make sure to get the ball rolling with school on Monday, and you let me take a crack at the next list?’ Taking a deep breath, he felt a little stupid for trying to strike a deal with a book. Of course it wasn’t a normal book. With more than a fair amount of. The place looked dirty, but so was I, so I decided to stop and get a bite, and have a few drinks, figuring if I got back to the room around six, Terry would be gone for the night. I was determined to spend as little time with her as she apparently wanted to spend with me. Yeah that was punishing her, and then I realized I didnt want to punish her, I really just wanted it over, and that again weighed me down. The bar was populated by the nastiest bunch of white trash I had ever seen. It was a.