Her juicy cunt pulsed around the animal's member. A string of dog cum oozed from out of her knotted pussy down to the ground. I reached out and bega... massaging her bulging pussy mound again. Anna moaned, grinding at my hand. My fingers built up a fast pace on her clit and her cries grew louder. When her muscles began tensing, I knew an orgasm was building up again within her depths. Her cries turned to gasps and grunts, her entire body shuddering, so weak now and weighed down by the. He’s more scared of you than you are of him. Guys are terribly nervous about their cocks, you know.’ ‘OK.’ Christi grabbed a key and headed back to the dry storage room, opened it, flicked on the light, and went in. To her surprise, the mat was already laid out and there was a little folding stool with a bouquet of roses, an unlit candle, a matchbook, and a little bowl of chocolates on it. She went to it and found a note with her name on it. When she opened it, a whiff of perfume met her nose,. ." she croaked, her throat hoarse.Her two rapists(?) left the stall, leaving her alone with Master. "I said I'd call in a friend, and make sure everything went smoothly. And it did. You played your part beautifully, honey. It sounds like they loved you."She found herself shaking with anger, the words flowing more freely. "Smoothly?! They raped me! I told them to stop, I even used our safeword!"Master chuckled. "Of course they didn't stop. After all the time it took to set this up, why. . I'm sorry, Dan, was I interrupting a thought?"He waved off her apology. "No, I'm sorry, I was just daydreaming. You were saying something about... Dave?" Letterman, Dan. I was on his show today, remember? And he was asking me about Maury and... and, you know, the baby. Anyway, I was saying that I'll have to watch the show tonight to see what I said. I really don't remember. I must have made some kind of joke, because I do remember Dave laughing. But I can't think of what it was, because.