It was a belt. A piece of broad leather that tapered down to a narrow tongue. He held the brass buckle in his hand as he stepped close to Renee.His co...k dangled at a level with her face. It was so close she smelled the odor of stale semen and urine. Blue veins as thick as pencils wandered around it, clasped it, throbbed to a heavy, pulsating beat.Already the saliva poured unbidden into her mouth. She caught the dangling prick between her lips and sucked it into her mouth. She closed her eyes. The lady in front of me started to make some small talk, and I noticed her glancing down at my breasts – my nipples were still hard as rocks. As the door to the toilet opened and it was time for the lady in front of me to go in, she made a point of licking her lips very suggestively. I was surprised, but intrigued, and didn’t make a move. She reached out with her hand and pulled me into the stall with her and closed the door. We were like two high school girls, pulling, licking, sucking on. I also asked him if it was normal to be so turned on by this sort of story. He replied that a lot of the women he knew get turned on by it, and a few had realised there fantasies and being fucked by a dog, he then said how much they had enjoyed it.The next night when checking my e-mail I found a couple of short movie clips. Which showed a woman on her hands and knees with a dog fucking her. Whilst watching these I could feel myself getting wet, I quickly took my knickers off opened my legs, and. " Brooke! For God's sake! Those two guys are.." Hung like horses? Hornier than a two peckered billy goat? Men that make a woman feel desirable? Absolute studs? Is that what you were going to say?" demanded Brooke."No. I was going to say that they were both in your history class a few years ago! They were your students! They can't be much over twenty years old. The one kid is Mrs. Hunt's son. She's on the school board! You could have this all blow up in your face." "Were you peeking?" asked.