More amazed than happy.The sleek dog changes his angle, delving deeper into the wide gap between Maria’s narrow thighs. His tongue working her pussy... sliding between the lips, inside, over and over. Clearly enjoying the taste. Wagging his tail stump as he licks.She tips her head back, her neck straightening, all the wrinkles disappearing. The smile on her face genuine, and proof of just how much she is enjoying that tongue. She looks directly into camera, smiling right at us. Raising one hand. She did not know what to say or how to act. She was caught; not only that, but watching herself and hearing herself was turning her on, it was all nasty, it was all sick and it made her hot as hell to sit here next to her husband watching herself lost in sexual pleasure. She was seeing herself climaxing with man after man, so many men, so many times. Hearing herself begging for cock, more cock. She sat frozen as the dog came in and licked her and how she let the dog fuck her. She listen to her. I will clean my mess with my tongue until you return.”Once more I could feel his heavy tread as he walked down the corridor to the shower. I soon heard the water running. It didn’t take him long to shower. I felt, once more, his heavy tread as he returned. I snuck a peek up to see him. He was tall, about 6’ 4” with a beer-belly. I didn’t dare to spend too much time looking, fearing the worst if he should catch me. The last thing I saw was as he dropped his towel on the floor. I caught a glance. And making her douche, or whatever, between rounds so you can orally pleasure her kind of messes up the flow of things.”“I don’t even know what to say!”“As I said with the caviar and the pâté at Alex’s place, you have to try them before you knock them. When I first tried bourbon I didn’t particularly like it. Now it’s my regular drink. I didn’t like Scotch, either, but now it’s fine. I prefer the Kentucky and Tennessee whiskies to the Scottish. The Irish ones are in between.”“You just went from.