“There was a shuffling sound... chattering... laughter... A sickness was rising in me.„You goin’ first, Babu?“ That was the Nubian Zora.„Yea...... I guess so. You can follow on.“„Suits me...“I was still sobbing almost hysterically, when the bone of hard male flesh came between my widened cleft.„Miss Modesty don’t look so modest now,“ said a thick, Arab voice.His weight came down on me, there was panting in my ear.Then he drove into me. Brutally.Then he began to pound. Brutally.Grunting. "Catherine is packing her bags for a vacation at six-thirty and the cat needs to get out." Six-thirty", Catherine repeated. She hung up, then went into the kitchen. Inside one cabinet were two large plastic dishes, items she didn't usually notice. Each was red, with large letters on the side reading PUSSY KAT. She filled one with water and then placed both near the refrigerator.Still in a trance, Catherine walked into her bedroom. On the top shelf of the closet was a plain red box. She placed. By her legs sits a big brown lovely dog.She greets me and explains it's her daughter's dog and that she's minding it for a few weeks while they are on holiday.I sit beside the handsome animal to stroke its fine coat.When I stroke his head his lovely eyes look deeply into mine.My pulse quickens.He has that magic something; personality, sex appeal, masculinity.I'm drawn by him: want him.Mrs Kemp talks on while I fondle his ears. My gaze falls onto his sheath and again I feel my pulse quicken.. And can I park in yourprivate entrance?” I live in a luxury condo withprivate parking and entrance. “Of course sweetie. I’monly watching TV news. Just buzz me when you arrive.”In about 15 minutes the signal from the privateentrance sounded and I buzzed her in. In another 3minutes the door bell rang. I opened it. Now, I’m 56yrs old and I’m telling you that what stood before methat night was the ultimately sexiest woman in theNorthern Hemisphere. Terri is about.