And she was glad that the animal was going to fuck her dog-style. Gail was feeling so totally depraved, so wanton, that she wanted to be Scotty's litt...e bitch in heat. If he fucked her from behind, she could feel more like a dog herself, and she thrilled to that feeling.Scotty leaped up onto his mistress' back and fucked his entire prick into her pussy with one strong movement."Yesss, Scotty, fuck me like a dog!" Gail cried.She tightened her pussy muscles around the animal's prick and began to. She was dripping from her vagina with sheer sexual excitement. I was sucking all her love juices though i knew fully well that it was ‘his and hers’. He was thumping and fucking her really hard and with great force and grunting with each thrust “aaahhh, , you feel great, my love, my wife”. I could see his hands pressing her boobs and she was grunting all along with my penis still in her mouth. I was real hard and sexually very much aroused by the to-fro motion of her lips over my penis – so. I could feel my own stuff trickling down my thighs.“Nice,” Alan murmured with a lazy smile. He reached for one of the cloth napkins and wiped off his penis, then touched a corner to my mouth, where there was a wet stain of my drool or his cum juice.“A true omnivore,” he said as he helped me stand up. I swallowed down my champagne, the tangy bubbles refreshing my mouth and throat. Alan poured another glass and asked calmly, “So tell me, is there anything that’s not on the menu tonight?”I looked. It would be easy. I knew just enough law to get in trouble, but one thing I knew was they couldn’t open his bag, if I said it was mine. I didn’t have to open it either. It worked out even better than I thought. After the cops had cleared me, I was able to open the rear door. I found that his attache case had slid under the rear seat during my drive through the L.A. traffic. It wasn’t all that hard for them to overlook the hidden case. They had him in mind, not me. They figured like me that he.