Karen was moaning her pleasure, smiled first thinking of the younger years with Dan and all their great fucking, then frowned, experiencing her horrib...e day and knowing Dan will never forgive her. Lastly, she smiled, remembering the countless number of times she’s been fucked and blow jobs as a bitch dog.Suddenly she was alerted to something cold at her ankle and looked to see a Golden Retriever dog sniffing her. She looked up to see a couple walking hand in hand, who appeared to be the owners. “You were losing concentration”, then he kissed her neck and breast. She felt his hot breath on her breast and then his saliva. Oh that was lovely. She was back in that relaxing place. She was happy, truly happy, unreservedly so, that was a first. And when his fingers touched her lower lips and stroked them, she didn’t jump a mile, she murmured that it was good. He continued with this for some time and slowly let a finger enter her. It took an hour to get that far, and by that time she was wet,. Increasingly I looked forward to our lunchtimes. We chatted about our interests and personalities and the conversations startedto become more serious. When she said that she was a person who liked to havecontrol of her life and supervise others, I replied that I was different. Ipreferred to be assigned a task, have it spelt out in detail and then leftto get on with it. She gave a quizzical smile before replying. "Perhaps we are even more compatible than I thought. Are you doing. In Joan's imagination she saw the two nutty putty mountains doing the soul shake behind the sheep and Joan squirmed with delight at the thought."Like to watch, do you?" Myrna drawled in Joan's ear. "All right. Come along with me."Joan was fascinated by Oliver and the ewe and did not want to leave. But then she shrugged and complied. After all, Myrna was turning their relationship into a battleground and there seemed to be nothing else she could do.Myrna turned and stalked off with a suddenly.