" He needs a good spanking," she said, "and so do you." My face was burning. Laura smiled while I blushed. "Don't worry," she said, "I'm glad you brou...ht him home. I won't tell your mother."I can't admit how many times I've played that scene over in my mind and in my dreams. "He needs a good spanking and so do you." What would that be like? Did she think my mother would spank me or would she do it herself? I could easily imagine this very pretty girl ordering me to drop my jeans and get over. She stands in front of the bed and takes off her trench coat. My jaw drops in amazement. She is wearing a black lace bra and a black g-string with her fishnet stocking. She drops the coat to the floor and does a slow 360 turn letting me take all of her in. She gets on top of the bed and crawls over to me. She looks me in my eyes and smiles while she unzips my pants and pulls them over my boxers. She starts caressing my dick through my underwear, stroking and kissing it, knowingly teasing me.. With another inward sigh, I realize she is back to snapping at me. I shake my head in an attempt to shake away her feelings as they slide over me."What I mean is," I give her a sharp look that stops her from cutting me off. "You could go, on your own. Maybe you will be stealthy enough to not get caught. But you are up against somethings that you do not understand. And will you be able to hold out against them, there would be a three day wait before any help or rescue would arrive." I try to be. Wet noses pressed against her fur as a sea of curious and horny dogs filled the room, just as the Shepherd was starting to fill her. With a growl, he drove himself as deep as he could go, hilting her before his knot started to swell. It was like someone had put a balloon in her pussy and started to blow it up, stretching her from the inside out. Her claws raked the carpet as she savored the feeling, wondering just how big he would swell up and how much cum hed fill her with! Torrents of thick.