There on her hands and knees was the vicar’s wife, Marge, with her head under one dog sucking his angry red cock whilst the other dog was on her bac... fucking her like there was no tomorrow. The sash window was up slightly and Craig could hear the sounds to accompany the vision before his eyes. “Fucking hell yes,” moaned Marge as she removed the dog cock from her mouth to try to catch her breath as the other pounded away. She knew that rescuing this pair of Dalmatians from the kennels was the. “Are you sure you can’t take the video camera with you?” her mother begged her father.“If I waste time filming, I won’t be able to enjoy trick or treating with our lovely daughter,” he argued.“I know, but I really want to see it.”“I will take a few pictures on my phone, but only a few.”“Come on, already. All the good houses are going to be out of candy!” Lily whined at her parents. Max took her down off his shoulders so they could fit through the doorway to the kitchen and then to the garage.. I’m glad she changed her mind.”Suddenly, Josie had a fearful thought. “You’re not going to give her my songs, are you?” she asked.He looked back at her in confusion. “Your songs?”Josie struggled with what to say or even how to explain what she felt. Try as she might to hold it back, it all came out in an anxious rush.“Bella and Ty said you’ve written love songs, about me, that I was your muse. They got to see them but you’ve never shown any to me. They said they’re probably the best you’ve ever. I ignored her and continued upwards into the small of her back, to her shoulders and around to her bulging breasts.The tent in my pants filled and attracted the attention of two warm hands which slid under my waistband onto my pubic area and started massaging my cock.“Look what I’ve found Mara,” Ria exclaimed, exposing my hard-on and rubbing it onto Mara’s ear.Mara turned and opened her mouth as if she was expecting it. Who was in control here? Was it me, or had the girls taken over?Mara’s hand.