She zipped it up all the way to her neck, and put her arms through the strap of her bag, letting it hang loosely off her shoulder. She stamped her tim... card and left the office on foot. It was a fairly chilly night. The moon was full and the streets were dull. Jenna always hated working late. She hated that she had to walk home so late. She knew it was dangerous, she always carried peperspray in her bag and a small pocket knife for protection. But, she wished she had put the two in a special. Sweat dripped from the jutting nipples tipping her lush conical breasts. Her face and flawless skin carried deep red splotches of unwanted sexual heat.Her face flushed deeper yet with shame hearing the men cheered her canine rapist on. Shame because she realized she was beginning to thrust back to take more of the doggy cock. “Oh, God! Not that!” Beth moaned, thinking about the cameras.Then she felt ultimate humiliation as she pushed back to take the knot and the rest of the dog dick deep in. I doubted it was because he was finally warming up to me. “I suppose so.” He sighed and finished his drink, then stood. “Well, if you’ll excuse me, I have an early start tomorrow. My people will be in touch, and we’ll have payment sorted soon enough.” He nodded a farewell to both me and Senator Moore, then left toward our VIP entrance.“I think that went rather well,” Moore commented. He raised his glass to me, and I smiled politely. “It still amazes me how accomplished you are, Miss Rochester.. She reached for him instantly and he knew everything was fine when, instead of just holding his manhood, she pulled, gently.“You want this,” he panted.“Yessss,” she hissed.“You’re going to want this every day.”“Oh yes,” she almost sobbed.“But if I’m too tired, you’ll love me anyway,” he said, more softly.“I won’t let you be too tired,” she said, her voice impish.“I’m not going to try to please you this time,” he said. “You had your fun. Now it’s my turn.”“Yes, master,” she whispered.He leaned.