“Now it’s time for Daddy to wet you.” The next morning Skye arrived home from the beach. She always had the Monday morning free from her duties ...s a nanny. She needed the break on Monday mornings. Polo grooming on the weekend was somewhat demanding, and then there was the drive home. Today her wrists were still a bit sore too. She thought she might take in a shower. Last night Cliff, or Daddy as she knew him, had managed to tie her to either end of the Rover tailgate, before spanking her. Munna couldn’t move his eyes from her. He came and stood near Munna. Then she put one of her legs on his sholders. Now her pussy was right in front of Munna’s face. He kissed her white clean shaved and smooth pussy. Then he started sucking her pussy lips. I Immediately stood up and dropped my pants and freed my tool.Munna was now tongue fucking Richa. He was slurping all the juices flowing out of her pussy.I went and kneeled behind Richa and pulled her Skirt up and started licking and kissing. The first was that he absolutely relished fucking Diane. The second was that for some odd reason, he believed, no he knew he loved her. Unfortunately, George also ‘knew’ that while she continually and completely satiated him, he was not the sole provider of Diane’s sexual satisfaction. He only mentioned that certainty to his closest friends, and even then, only in terms of his suspicions. Nevertheless, in his heart of hearts, he knew it was true. George had always known that Diane used her. No matter how carried away a girl got, no matter what she did, it would remain a secret between she and the animal. Unless... did dogs communicate? Would she find a whole pack of frenzied canines howling for blowjobs at her back door once the word was out? Yet, so hot was the woman, that even that idea was thrilling to her, The thought of a pack of horny dogs inspirational. She gave the boxer's cock another long, slow stroke.The knob flared and bubbled.Unable to resist the unholy impulse, Molly.