She jumped forward, careful to stand in the exact center of the walkway. Her hands were trembling."No, no, my dear," Jason explained impatiently. "You...don't understand. These are the show dogs, the famous Royal Benson Danes. Animals like these aren't used as toys for the rich, my dear girl, not champion stock like this. It's taken years to perfect such fine dogs."He walked briskly over to the first cage and pointed to the pair of matched frames which hung one above the other on the cage. I was ready for the kiss this time around. I sucked her lips hard. My impatient tongue pushed its way through the opening of her lips. She did not show any resistance and welcomed it by playing with my tongue with her own. She stayed still, with my throbbing erection buried deep inside her, as we passionately kissed each other. As my tongue started to play with hers, she moved her hands from my head to my shoulder, lifted her buttocks up slowly and started a slow rhythmic hip movement. I had. They walked out to the garage to find that he had built a partial wall of wood framing and paneling. It was standing in the middle of the garage, cutting it in half. Dave's truck took up the rest of the space. Sure enough there was a hole in the middle just big enough to stick a hard cock through to the other side. He'd even gone to the extra work of wrapping the hole in duct tape to avoid splinters."Is someone really back there?" one of the guys asked."Heck yeah," Dave replied. He walked over. Oh, and thanks for the snack Mr. Stevens.” He watched her leave the house and then sat down on the couch. He couldn’t believe what just happened. When he finally went upstairs, his wife was fast asl**p. He tossed and turned for almost an hour before drifting off to sl**p. The next morning, Mr. Stevens wondered if getting sucked off by Olivia was just a dream. He got his answer when he went into the living room and saw the huge cum stain on the couch. He quickly cleaned it up and then sat down.