I sort of squirmed in my panties and seamed stockings in the theater seats next to her, her slutty gloves giving me a gushing, fast erupting premature...ejaculation. The cum soaked my garter belt and panties completely. I burst it so suddenly I was swept away by her caressing slippery gloves. My lust courage was spent now. Like an arrow shot straight up, I soared up and up with my lust. Then plummeting down, my chubby limp and soft inside wet panties.This is how she wanted me. Drained, humiliated. Her eyes got big and she struggled to pull free and I just smiled at her as I took some old socks and duct tape and started to cover the dog's front paws. Brutus started whining and his cock started sliding out of its sheath. This wasn't going to be a first for Brutus. I had been assured that he was no stranger to what he was about to do. When I had his feet covered I led him around behind Stephanie, smeared some butter on her crotch and then pushed the dog's face into her crotch and then. ”“I want to suck your cock Mistress… please let me.” She begs her pussy getting wet at the thought.“Suck me slave,” her mistress commands. Eagerly the slave leans forward and starts to lick and suck the cock. Looking up see can see how much her Mistress enjoys watching her suck on her cock and it spurs the slave on. Before long she feels her Mistress’ hand on the back of her head as she thrusts the cock in deeper and deeper.“Suck it you dirty little slut.”The slave takes more and more of the. Natalia was a bit more independent and had a personality that tried to conceal her innermost thoughts to allow her a private place to go when the going got tough.When a station wagon with a married couple from Portland, Oregon ran out of gas just outside the ghost town, Charlie shared their food with them over the protests from Ruth who was not of a sharing nature. The husband was a big strong guy with lots of muscle but he was a bit short on good judgment and logical thought. His name was Tom.