.. I then began to go on about how that was my "quest" per say was "how" such things can so innocently happen between a woman and a male dog and why I...was really into it all.Of course she already knew that beyond a doubt. But now having that "first hand" experience about it she knew of it's pleasures.I just told her that at anytime she so wanted and as I had told her numerous times past that if she ever wanted anything like that I'd damn sure be willing and damn proud to help.She just looked. I placed my legs on her desk. First, she hesitated. Her dress is like a salwar kameez(kinda medium skirt). A skirt and inside pants. I told her to cover my leg by placing her skirt and slowly rubbed her back. She didn’t speak even a word and enjoyed my move.At the side of the entrance gate, Some dark space, and a nearby a small closed shop. I called her. She came and asked what?. I suddenly pressed her breasts and gave a French kiss. She didn’t spell out a noise and after that a short session,. I felt his cock fall between my legs and push into my little ball sack. He thrust hard a couple of times and, I winced in pain as he pummeled my balls. He pushed my legs up further with his knees and how his cock was poking at my crack. He stuck his fingers in my mouth and I sucked on them. He pulled them out and reached down and slid them up my crack and plunged them into my hole. I was wet down there already. He chuckled and said you ready to go. He fingered my hole and said beg for my cock. He won’t admit the slightest fault, I can’t reckon he’d admit to murder.’ ‘You have to try. It’s our chance. He admits it, the Pinkerton hears, and he’s arrested.’ Fear gripped her. ‘What if I can’t? What if it doesn’t work?’ He pulled her to his chest and smoothed her hair. Kate snuggled into his reassuring warmth. ‘Then Dan, Finnegan, Jerome and I will shoot while you and Isabella high tail it outta here.’ Despite her jangled nerves the image of a wild gunfight in the swanky hotel made her.