”We pan down to look at a yellow Labrador – sitting on the floor of the garage, looking back up at us, dopey smile, tongue hanging out.We hear the...familiar voice of our hostess, Charley, and realise that she has been filming this ‘modelling’ session. “And what does that all mean?”Isla looks back at us and manages a smile, “My name is Isla McNamee, and I’m a dirty Scottish whore, who wants to get fucked by a dog on the tele!”She pauses for a moment, then Charley asks her, “Is it the dog, or the. Suddenly he moaned “I’m cumming!”, his legs shot out straight in front of him and white blobs of cream spurted onto his chest. After a moment he cleaned himself up with a hanky and got up to go. “It’ll happen for you soon if you keep practising” he said. I carried on rubbing for a bit, having got quite excited by watching how much pleasure he had got from it.I was getting into the swing of things now so was in bed early and waiting for the next encounter. Sure enough the third prefect soon came. "Please Miss." he answered.I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He was going to arrest me. Turning around I placed my hands on the roof of the car.He stepped up behind me and starting from my wrists he ran his hands along my arms and down my sides, all the way down my legs to my ankles. Despite my annoyance at my plan not working goosebumps exploded under his touch. He ran his hands back up my leg, one hand on the outside and one running up the inside. As his hand got higher my breath caught. As we got in Samantha eyed the prescription bag in my hands. “WWhat's hat sir?’“That's is our treat tomorrow.” I replied. As we sat on the couch Samantha spoke up. “Sir, I love the way you took what you wanted today, and didn’t even bother to consider mind but...”“Go on”“It's made me super horny and I need to cum so bad!”I laughed “A woman cumming is my second favourite sound after hearing her beg.” I patted my lap and Samantha walked over. “Lose and hand me the skirt.” She did so before.