A gentle smile was on her fat naturally-red lips. I wondered about the chance of her staying asleep if I gave her a tiny kiss. I wisely decided agains... it. Her ears were perfect, even Michelangelo couldn’t do an ear as perfect as hers were. I smiled at the tiny holes in the lobes, imagining her grimace as the needle plunged through them. I realized I could no longer see her ear. Her whole head had turned and she was staring at me from eight inches away. Shit, I thought.“What are you looking at,. She says diverting her own. Filled with flecks of Lavender, Fulvous, June Bud, Platinum, and Electric Amber. He chuckles and drapes the whip over her ass. You are the first one to specifically name the colors. He pulls out his knife and cuts the straps and back of her tanktop, swiftly removing it. Of course I expect that of an artist such as yourself. Ive seen many of your works. Perhaps you can paint for me in the future. He let the fabric that was her top fall to the floor as he put his knife. My hand slid under her bottom, she was so light that I was able to lift her to my mouth, and as I licked her pussy hole, her lips and gently sucked at her clit, she started to cum, twisting in my hands, and I found my fingers stroking and pressing against her tight asshole. As she came down from her heights of ecstasy, she whispered that at the resort she told me about, she had let her asshole be penetrated for the first time, and she loved it and had never looked back. I told her she was a. I thought I'd heard them all.My friend told me that Emma, a divorced wife in the neighborhood, fucks her dog. I thought it was bullshit. I knew Emma, she and my wife were friends. She didn't seem at all like someone who would do that, but he made a good point: "you never really know what people are like behind closed doors."Regular people don't have sex with dogs, I thought. That's just shit you see on the internet from other countries. I figured there was no way this was true. Just another.