I screamed loud and moaning; "Ooooh Bobby ooooh good dog fuck me ooooh fuuuuck meeeee oooooooh!"And so he did, he thrusts his cock so hard up my burni...g pussy that I was afraid that the chair would collapse under us.But it didn't.It was a real naughty feeling; lying tied to the chair, not able to move an inch, and being fucked hard of that big horny dog. I got an orgasm before the dog has to surrender, he pressed his big cock all the way up my pussy and I felt a big lump on it grow inside me,. Due to the size it was also covering the prettylady thighs. I said sorry to the lady to which she said, it is Ok you are justhelping her. Holding the cardboard made my hand raised in an odd angle and alsokept it pretty tout. Not sure what made this happen, but the woman turnedslightly to the right to help her sleeping husband, who brought her breastsvery close to my arms.The road being pretty bad, made the bus jerk a lot andevery jerk making her breasts touching my arm frequently. What a. AN APPRECIATION OF AN OLDER WOMANAndrew worked part-time at the art gallery owned by Deborah Williams. He liked working there for two reasons, his interest in art and he was having some great sex with the owner. He had learned a lot from Deborah about art and she had also taught him many things about sex. Deborah was also addicted to his young vibrant cock and it seemed she could not get enough of it.Every day that Andrew worked at the gallery they had sex together. One day Deborah closed up. "Johnny, we... we gambled for it... and I lost. At least... I lost the bet about going to bed with..." She started crying again, in great heaving sobs.Finally, she told him the whole story. At least it seemed like the whole story, about Vito and what they had done, and about Harry Goldman. Johnny had no way of knowing that she had left out the part with Black Jack.As she spoke, describing everything that had happened between her and Vito, her husband wondered why he didn't feel more. He tried.