Kyle and I jumped up and Ms Dottie did nothing to stop them. We all knew that anybody who interfered would end up getting kicked, punched and verbally...abused. They had to get it out of their system on their own. This was a bit strange as both girls were in their early 20s, several years older than rest of us but couldn't seem to graduate - no matter how hard they tried. Rumor had it that they were coke addicts and even worse - lesbians. "Lesbians" - that word always sent a chill up my spine. I. Our hands are doing their own dance, mine reaching up to unbotton your sweater, yours reaching down to unbutton my jeans. We kiss and caress our way closer to the fire, closer to the soft rug that awaits our passion. Lost in desire, we continue our dance of hands and lips, of teeth and nails, our tongues intertwined pleasing each other. The fur from the bearskin rug makes for a soft and warm place for our interlude. It’s warm from the heat of the fire and warmer still from the heat of our. But I knew that was too much to ask for. She was not a lesbian and, unless she was the best actress in the world, she was not bisexual either. But apparently, she did not mind letting another woman see her naked. I just stood there and watched her strip. In mere seconds, she was naked and the light of the moon shined down upon her. Her breasts was just as perky as I had imagined and the chilly air had turned her nipples to stone. I studied them for a seconds before focusing on her pussy. Her. "Oh wow, Kathy, he's gonna fuck you, too," she groaned."Oh yeah, yeah," Kathy answered, closing her eyes and drinking in the feeling of having the dog's cock fuck into her pussy."It's so weird... so really weird! I mean... having him do this! Oh yessss, it's better than having him lick me off... oooooooooo!"Marcie watched as Pardner moved his ass around, making sharp, stabbing movements with his hips. Kathy was grunting, trying to keep herself from moving as the animal adjusted himself on top.