She was sure that she would finally be enjoying it like anyone else getting ass fucked, being dominated by George and decided to let George fuck her, ...nyway he wanted. Rosie also wanted the joy of anal sex to be far more than a domination / submission process and wanted to experience the orgasm physically from the anal sex.So when George was out of town, she decided to find out if she really enjoyed the act of getting her ass fucked. She lit some candles in her bedroom and laid in the bed with. After chatting he told me that they had just bred the dog and he had taken as a stud fee the pick of the litter.He took me in to see the puppy which had only just been weaned and there (you have guessed it)was Sherlock.It was instant love and he agreed to let me buy him especially after the puppy came up to me and gave me a lick and tried to chew my ear.He could see it was love at first bite.He also told me that he would not breed the dog again and when his dog passed away he would send me all. The young woman left, closing the door behind her. It felt like forever before he heard the door open again. He couldn't help himself; he squeaked into the darkness: "Who's there?" Hello Mr... ah... Smith." a silky female voice said from nearby. The long pause, and brief chuckle before the word "Smith" made it obvious she didn't buy the fake name he gave at reception. Somewhere beside her, a low, deep voice chuckled softly.He heard the soft padding of bare feet circling the room, and then. When the last notes faded I focused on Jen, doing a closeup of her face, the tears obvious on her cheeks.“These people are in every large town or city. You probably walk by them every day. They more than likely have a hand out. Next time they ask, ask back. What’s in it for me? What return will I get on this money? Maybe, like the people here on Ninth Street, they will surprise, possibly even move you. When you hand over the dollars, ask yourself, who got more out of the exchange, you or them?.