Then he pulled my arms above my head and tied the cord to a pine tree.I pleaded with him to not do this, but he never answered to my pleas. He strippe... down naked and stood over me like a statue. He told me I was a sexy blonde married bitch and that the blowjob that I gave him was the best he had ever had.He dropped down to his knees and tried to spread my legs. I cried in tears and pleaded no, trying to keep my legs closed, but he just pushed them apart very easily.I closed my eyes and just. ”Sam said, “Don’t bother going there unless you’re a masochist. It is a real hell hole. The kitchen is not air conditioned. You’ll burn up in there.”Sean shrugged his shoulders and said, “I really need a job.”“Look everywhere else first,” Sam said.“I’ll do that,” Sean said handing over his bill to pay for the soft drink.Sam rang up the sale and gave Sean his change. Sean opened the drink and asked, “Do you need anyone to work here?”“No. The owner has all of the shifts covered,” Sam answered. She had, after all, been serviced by his tongue and if the dog didn't want his usual hand-job, she didn't really care--but she had to wonder why he was so indifferent.Stella was not utterly depraved, like some girls. She used the dog's tongue much as she would have used a dildo or a vibrator or an electric toothbrush--as a handy device for making her pussy cream. Jacking him off, afterwards, was no more than giving him a bone as a reward for his tricks. It was true that she had let the dog fuck. His cock was a magic wand and I was drawn to suck its power. I played with him briefly with my lips and tongue before swallowing his shaft as deep as I could take it. Up for air and down again. Man, what a cock. The head was soft. The shaft so smooth. Its girth cut my air supply as I buried my nose in his pubes. It was clear that I couldn't sustain the deep throat long enough to satisfy him. He was pushing my head into his lap and his dick down my throat but I had to break away to breath. I was.