"Hey Yank! Can you get some more pairs of stockings for the girls? We'll pay you for them." she half whispered, standing in the doorway. I told her it...was too risky and I could get in serious trouble if caught. She gently pleaded with me but I refused. " That is a shame 'cus the girls legs would look great in these." She pulled her dress up once again. Her stocking-ed thighs aroused my penis instantly. She noticed it pushing against the flimsy covers these Brits have on their beds. A wicked. .. Am I wrong?So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, and tazer in another. The directions said that a one-second burst would shock and disorient your assailant; a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and a major loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of water. Any burst longer than three seconds. When the dogs finished she lay on the ground exhausted. Her students carried her to the local park stable where they rented a male horse and bound her beneath the horses torso placed the head of the horses cock at the entrance of her vagina then slapped the horse on the rump. He leaped foreward his cock pushing into her pussy. She screamed as the cock spread her wide open and machine gunned her pussy until he filled her with his cum. The other park goers applauded as her students released her. Over a wonderful meal provided by Myra his charming wife, he opened champagne for us all. At the side of his chair lay a Burmese mountain dog, a huge bitch its long shaggy coat, glossy with rude health. Autumn fell deeply in love immediately with the thing and Fred innocently asked; “if she was allergic to the fur or dogs in general?” she said that “no she wasn’t allergic, and loved this shaggy coated monster and wished the big old girl was hers!” “Come with me lassie” he laughed, rising and.