My cum has coated your chest and stomach. You can even feel some pooling against the edge of your panties. You look up at me and I smile weakly down a... you, my face conveying my obvious enjoyment along with a look of barely being coherent. “My turn,” you say seductively, a hint of forcefulness in your voice telling me that if I don’t give you what you want you’re going to take it from me. You stand up to take off your last scrap of clothing. The small amount of hot cum that had pooled against. Those feelings and all... orif it was just the grass we smoked." Don't be silly kid," Loretta chimed in from her position in the armchair. "Weed will get you high, but in order to want to be fucked by a dog, you've got to really want it! Drugs just loosen you up, let your real self get free, that's all." Thanks Loretta. That means a lot to me." And so saying, Cally looked up to see Denny's desire-swollen penis moving closer, closer, till it touched against the smooth rosy softness of her. I suggested that she might have wanted to expand her experiences, but she thought that it was still strange. I asked her if she felt any sexual stirrings as she watched. She said that she knew what she should be feeling, but it was more curiosity than anything else. I asked what she was curious about, and she said she was curious about what the woman felt when the man did certain things. The obvious question to ask was, “What things,” but I decided to let that pass, but suggested that as well. At first she resists him spiritually, even if she is unable to do so physically.But time progresses, and every day he takes her many times. Every time she is on the alter, either bent over it, he taking her vaginally or anally, or laying on it on her back, her legs spread wide in the F'dor's hands, or over the his shoulders. He never comes in her, though. He always pulls out and sprays her face, hair, breasts, and stomach, or occasionally shoots into her mouth, forcing her to swallow. Despite.