My entire body was on fire. If there was a thought that two orgasms might have dampened the arousal in my pussy, it was dead wrong. In that moment, ... knew I was fucking these dogs. Dogs. Not just this one, but Paddy, too.I took Sammy’s head in my hands and kissed his snout. His tongue came out and I poked mine out to meet it. I heard the Mrs. gasp, but I continued touching tongues until his tongue invaded my mouth. I trapped it with my lips and sucked on the tip. I was on fire and knew. I said that what impressed me the most about her servicing all the guys was that she actually seemed to enjoy it. I don’t mean she “looked like” she was enjoying it, rather there was a sincerity in her enjoyment, and that seemed to be driven by the fact that there were a lot of guys to pleasure.She blushed at that, it was hard to tell because of her dark skin, but she did blush. She said I caught her. Yes, she did like sex. She liked sex with multiple guys a great deal, even if it was just. The humiliation and sheer embarrassment—and of course the intense resentment and anger—that had once fixed his awareness as he had been paraded on his leash and collar, hands manacled behind his already sweating back, from the kitchen through the laughing, poking, cocktail-spilling crowd of guests to the barbecue pit and the spit, had yielded completely to the torturing reality of fiery burning heat as Jeff’s roasting progressed. He scarcely had power of attention now to catch the jeers and the. I ... He insulted you and ... I...”“We will discuss your punishment later, young lady,” he growled. Then he glanced at Lilac. “My women are ready for their piercing appointment.”“Mmm, right,” Lilac said. She glanced down at her former master. “Enough of that, bitch. You need to get ready for your next customer.”“Yes ... Mistress,” Jim moaned, stopping kissing her boots.It was only when Daddy led me and his other two slaves through the beaded curtain that I realized he didn’t order me to fix Jim.