. you're usually ok tojust have one glass of wine, but..."She touched his cheek and smiled. "Willy... the bottle is empty. I onlyhad one small glass, ...s usual. Wine was never my problem and there's nomore alcohol in the house. You can trust me. I'll go to bed and go tosleep. I promise." Ok," he kissed her cheek. "I think I should try to get some sleep"As he stepped away, his mother let out a small laugh. "Those breasts areimpressive, Willy. If you'd been born a girl, you never would havegotten. .oh that’s good.” Slowly, she relaxed and let me in, entering her secret passage a half inch at a time, until my whole length was inside, feeling the heat of her all around me. I paused for a short while as her body moved and adjusted to my size, until I felt her push back onto me. Then I started a slow fuck, feeling her grip me as my cock head almost popped out, and then that exquisite sensation as Iwent deep into her bowels. Her hand slipped between her legs and, as I stroked in and out, she. Surely this dog wasn’t actually going to lick and then fuck her - who knew being licked to climax by a dog was her second commonest fantasy?It was so hard to separate reality from fantasy - but his cold nose and then his long tongue snaking between folds got her really wet. Then that long fat cock inside her felt real enough, locked in place by his knot. She became his bitch on heat, howling through her climax as the red hot doggy sperm filled her body. Then she was released from the heavy. Take me, I’m yours.” With those words Amy couldn’t believe it. What was going on? All of this role play was taking over her senses. John’s cock felt bigger, the fucking felt real good, and she was feeling like she was fucking another cock, Al’s cock. John was doing a good job of acting.Al lifted Amy’s legs in the air and plunged deep as Amy exhaled as if punched in the gut. Al didn’t pump but rather started grinding hard and reached down to squeeze Amy’s ass. “How does my cock feel Amy? You.