He heard movement upstairs. He knew was time to leave and get back to the real world. Then to his horror he heard someone coming down the stairs. He w...uld never make it to the bathroom in time much less the sofa. It took Sherry a moment to comprehend the situation until his eyes obviously gave it away. She now fully understood the dilemma at hand. They both were wise enough to remain completely quiet. And Brent knew how he was going to manage this.Since he always went running most mornings,. I sat on the couch and she was standing in front of me. I pulled her toward me and held her close to me, she kissed on my forehead and my hands were playing a soft guitar on her back I slowly moved my face towards her boobs and could feel the softness. She said this feels so nice; she hasn’t had it so slow in a long time. She told me frankly that her husband was a very good lover when they had married, but, now, he would come home drunk, indulge in a few minutes of foreplay and in about 5. Those asses and cunts were for him. The dog whimpered, prancing back and forth as he sniffed the asses and crotches of the girls. He lapped up the juices coming from their cunts, going from one girl to another. Suddenly, he rose up on his hind legs, mounting one of the girls and fucking his stiff prick up her cunt.The onlookers cheered.Romeo clung to the girl, digging his claws into her waist as he fucked his dog prick in her juicy cunt. The girl squealed, squirming."Don't let him come 'til. This really showed off the difference in the two woman’s curves. Unfortunately, she looked too similar to my wife for my dick to know the difference. I could feel myself blush at the sight of Julie’s slightly more voluptuous figure. “Hi, just wanted to return your casserole dish thing,” I announced. Julie didn’t react. My words hung in the air, waiting to be acknowledged. It was awkward enough to make my friendly smile fade. “Are you ok?”Julie shook her head like an etch-a-sketch clearing.