Edwin looked over to the far edge of the deck at a shaded lounge draped by a curvaceous naked blonde. He strolled that way. She spied his approach and...levered up her sunglasses. She smiled cheerfully, meeting his gaze with obvious welcome. She stayed attentive as he neared. When he sat on the lounge next to her, she rolled to give him a full frontal exposure and extended her hand. ‘Hi, there. My name’s Carol.’ ‘I’m Edwin.’ ‘Are you this weekend’s guest trainer?’ ‘Yes, I think so. Were you-all. So we trudged on. That night we huddled under a stunted pine tree,watching the snow constantly falling. Despite the dangers we had tolight a small fire to keep warm. By the morning the snow was ankle deepand as we had only sandals, we had to fashion some foot covering fromsome rags. We were almost to the end of the ravine, struggling throughthe snow, when with relief I saw the ground flattening out. We wereover the pass. Then disaster struck.We were so preoccupied with out own difficulties with. Instead what she saw was a porn star slut figure based around the template of Kelly’s natural features. Her once jet black hair was now a strawberry blond color with a natural curl that had not been there yesterday. Her lips were a deep red and formed a pout which even to Jenny’s quite reserved demeanor seemed to scream ‘I need a cock in here now’. The biggest change was to her chest though, for even though Kelly was wearing the same potato sack style overall as Jenny was, Jenny could see that. What made her stay on her back and let him? Yes, it was her own sexuality, her own perversion, her need for this dog."Fuck... oh God, fuck..."She was holding onto the animal harder now, her hands braced around his thick neck, her thighs rubbing up against his sides. Raising her eyes, she found herself staring at the large German shepherd. How beautiful he looked! Beautiful and powerful, powerful enough to tear her to pieces. But instead he was licking her to death, licking that wonderful tongue.