Brutus had been lazy but attentive off and on. While I was cleaning the garage workshop there was a little attention from him, some sniffing around me...and playful nudging once in a while. Nothing to suggest that he was in the mood to breed his bitch today. Not for a while anyway.When I first got the idea that he may be interested it was a little sniffing of me then, when I got on my hands and knees to look under the one table; he mounted me and stabbed away. I did get away and he let me. I gave. She had never let me fuck her in the ass. In the past, when I asked, she always said it was “disgusting”. I wondered if Butch’s cock in her ass had changed her mind, it sure hoped it did. One day we had a great day on my boat and I paid special attention to her ass, patting it, rubbing it and commenting to her about what a fine ass she had. I even took a nice photo of her. She turned her head, smiled and pulled her bikini bottom down exposing half of her fine ass to the camera. I commented to. Driving up I thought about Jan and in a way I felt sorry for her.I started to get guilt about give me head.Shit life, her past husband a drunk and not treated her well. Now she had found men who had seen pictures of her, and I had no doubt her self esteem had soared when they all loved them.I had no doubt the guys liked the pics, but doubted any were genuine in their bullshit to her, and saw an easy target.Well they were overseas so no harm I thought.I arrived about 2 in the afternoon and when. All that I was thinking of all the time was where to find a pussy to fuck. I wasn’t really interested in going to a whorehouse or pick up some girl coz paying for sex is a huge turn off for me. I was very much depressed and everyday I had to resort to jerking off to relieve myself of some of the carnal desires which had already started wreaking havoc inside my body. Then one day, unable to take it any longer, I asked my wife to get her mother (let me call her B) so that she can take care of my.