She smiled at him. His heart thudded in his chest. This was all together a new experience for him. He’d never before had a woman dominate him. He’... been pleasured aplenty, sucked and fucked until he couldn’t fuck any more, but he had never been subjected so completely to this slow, sensuous torture of arousal. He had always been the dominant one, had always controlled everything, so it was confusing to feel his body reacting the way it was. Being forced to submit gnawed at his mind, making it. Since nobody was nearby, Alice even suggested that they go skinny dipping after dinner, much to John's delight.They tenderly made love below the waterfall that evening, the moon and the stars illuminating the water and making it a very serene scene, one that you usually only read about in fairytales.The rest of their days were spent pretty much alike. When they woke up they made slow and tenderly love, after which they took a swim to refresh and clean their bodies from sweat and other. "They walked past the glass fronted cells, the one they were after was right next to the one marked "Dr Lector" and was in turn labeled with the name Leroy "Letoya" Brown AKA "The Tarantula".The cell's occupant stood about 6ft tall with long dark hair, she had breasts that were barely contained by a halter top and below a massive cock was outlined by tight denim hot pants."So this is the dreaded Tarantula, shorter than I was expecting," said the Mayor"A visitor? If We'd known We'd have put on. The Rottie saw her arse bare and waiting and immediately mounted her. She screamed and shook her head as he soon found her opening and filled it. She gave low groans but it was obvious that she wasn’t really enjoying it. By the time he pulled away she was flopped over the bench with tears in her eyes. I was a bit worried. “Are you ok?” I asked. “Yes I am fine. Now I can tell my husband that I was fucked by a dog”. I began to ask questions. “You are not really into it are honey?” I asked. She.