When the last dog was done, his knot pulled out of my body, I was wasted. By the time the knot came out, my body was limply lying on the ground, only...my ass was still in the air on my knees. With the feeling of a strange emptiness in my pussy that seemed to run with fluids, I tipped to the side and curled into a fetal surrender of my body having been used. My body quaked and shivered, not from any feeling of cold, but simply unable to stop the experience of arousal and stimulation even after. I’m no way small but his was scary. He sat back down and her fingers slipped around his shaft. I urged her to taste his cock and he did. I started to take pictures of his cock being consumed as she sucked away. He was thoroughly enjoying it and for all her earlier nerves so was Clare and he didn’t even stop me as I removed her leggings and panties leaving her naked with this guy Danny who we only met 15 minutes ago. His fingers searched and probed her eager and inviting hole and she sat back. As he stood, he slipped her sideways so she was cradled in his arms. He brought her to her bed and slowly began rubbing her thighs and calves. His skilled fingers found the knots and tightened muscles, kneading them into submissions, just as he had done to her. ‘Now for your promise,’ he told her. She didn’t even fight to move. She was so relaxed. Only her mind raced now, trying to think of what he could possibly ask her to wear that wasn’t a dress or shoes. Earrings? She thought. Restraints?. My lips felt Joyce’s lips part just a little. Almost cautiously I moved my tongue until the tip was touching her lips. I hesitated, waiting to see what Joyce would do.Up to now I knew in my mind the two of us could maybe rationalize what had happened between us. We were about to entered a whole new situation. A situation I knew that could never be undone. My tongue felt Joyce’s lips part slowly and the more she opened her mouth the more of my tongue slipped past her lips. Our tongues met and.