Ithink he was getting confused. I don’t think hewanted the dog to lick, but now he knew how damn goodit felt.As I sucked, I could feel the dog i... my assshrinking. The part of me that was turned on again…ok… most of me… hated to feel it going and I felttruly empty as it slid out. I moaned a whine ofdisappointment as it left me without meaning to.“Damn, you are a dog cock lover, eh?” he said inresponse to my accidental whine. “I think I’ll justput. "Time to get branded bitch," Tyrell said jumping out of the car. I followed him into the tattoo shop.I was feeling so good and so sexy that I didn't object in the least to having my tongue pierced the jewelry they put had a pink top piece that glowed under black light. I didn't object getting my belly button pierced. That piercing's jewelry's dangling pieces made noise as I moved thanks to 2 little bells in the shape of cherries. I was more than happy to have my ears pierced. They put in large. Her tits bounced so beautifully and with the rhythm of her body movement. They fucked such for about 5 minutes and then Francis asked her to get on her hands and knees for fucking her from behind like a pig. As she took the position, Francis moved behind her and slipped in her pussy. He held Noor’s ass, very tightly as he began to drill her harder and deeper. Noor’s head sank down and she was breathing very hard, moaning, squirming as Francis kept on brutally fucking in and out of her cunt.. Her movements were slow, sinuous and her body had that elastic quality of all good dancers.On one turn, she paused and looked at me, peering it seemed into the half light.“You dance beautifully.”“Hah, you should tell my sister that. She dances for some ballet corps and tells me I dance like a horse having a shit.”“Not terribly sisterly.”“I am Livia, I am Russian.” Her accent confirmed that.“You are a spy?”“Of course. Also assassin. Every good Russian has two jobs. I have three. I am also banker.