Besides that wasn't true. It was just the lust building in her cunt that made her hunger for a dog cock. At least, she hoped so. She didn't want to wi...d up like Connie, having to buy a whole kennel of dogs to keep her happy because she couldn't find satisfaction with men."Fuck that bitch, damn you!" Connie cried out from behind Kathy as the blonde writhed and twisted her ass against the hot, furry belly of the hunching sheep dog. Her tits jiggled as she tried to match the dog's pumping rhythm. My fingers bit into the soft flesh of his nice butt and were sure to leave imprints. He babbled and whined the whole time, and with every thrust of my hips his voice raised an octive and then dropped back down again. He'd gone from begging me to stop, to just pleading that I wouldn't tell anyone about it. It wasn't like it even mattered, the stupid cunt was so drunk he couldn't even fight back properly, let alone remember any of this tomorrow. I was a little surprised he'd stayed concious for. Her very erotic and erect nipples reminded me of the goddess d’anu, who lies nearby. The Paps of Anu being the name given to the pair of breast shaped mountains at the county bounds, between Cork and Kerry, on the Killarney road. There, on each peak, our ancestors had erected a stone structure to honour the goddess and promote fertility among our people. As the drips of water snake slowly down her yummy tummy, glistening in the sun, they gather in her belly button, such a beautiful and erotic. “Can you charge the drink to my room? Room 273” “Of course, Ma’am.” She gives me such a cute smile and does a little half curtsey as she twirls around.“Actually, could you bring me the bar meals menu?”She nods and I get to watch that arse sway all over again as she fetches and menu and returns with it. Promising to call back in a few minutes once I’ve had time to choose my order.As I pour the tonic and raise the glass to my lips, I watch Ashleigh moving about the bar. She is such a delicious.