I don’t think there’s anything more we need to say ... That’s just such a fantastic body, and such a pretty face ... I think we really need to l...t you make your fantasy come true ... Because ... Well ... I really want to watch you being fucked by this doggy!”Olwen smiles, proud of herself... We cut to shot of Cooper being released from his collar, running almost on the spot as he tries to get a grip on the polished concrete, then charging over to the waiting slut and skidding into her legs so. The car was probably only worth about five hundred.With all of our stuff transferred over to the rental car, we drove off towards Diane's farm. It was actually south of Salem, on a farmer's market road that was unpaved but well maintained by someone. We turned left at a mail box about five miles down the road, and I saw the home that she was raised in for the first time. It was old, weatherbeaten, and very small. It had probably been whitewashed sometime in the past fifteen years, and the front. Similar paintings were scattered around the walls. Brian wanted to ask where they were, but knew his Aunt would only scold him again. Aunt Stacy strode up to front desk and said something he couldn’t make out. The receptionist nodded and pointed down a long hallway. "Follow me, dear.” He followed, overwhelmed with curiosity. Aunt Stacy pulled open a large door leading to a ballroom adorned with paintings similar to the ones he had seen earlier. In the center of the room there was a large, red. Looking back at the bra and panties I pulled out the cleaning fluid I had broughtand set about cleaning off any possible bacteria which might exist on it. OnceI was finished, I slipped out of my bikini and opened up all of the restraints. I pulled the lubricant I had brought and liberally smeared it into my arsehole, and again on the butt plug, my pussy was so wet at this point I decidednot to lubricate the front one. Turning around I stood over the crotch pieceof the panties and slipped both.