“Your daddy has a very tasty cock, did you know that?” she asked the pug playfully. “No, probably not. At least, I sure hope not. But trust me, ...e does. And I just LOVE the feeling of him plowing it into me, too!” She giggled some more.As she was talking to the pup about getting fucked by his owner, her hand had drifted down between her legs and was lightly stroking her slit. She hadn’t even realized that she was doing it and hadn’t realized how horny she was. She considered getting the dildo. He could tell she was about to blackout and slapped her face bringing her back under some control. He said I am going to untie your arms now. Your legs will remain tied, you will not try to fight me or remove the blindfold or I will punish you very harshly. Do you understand? She silently nodded her head indicating she did understand. He untied her arms letting her flex them for a bit. She felt him move from the bed and walk away telling her to stay still as if she could do anything else. A. ”“I am certain. You’re getting cold feet, aren’t you?”“Not really. In fact, I’m looking forward to the sex part but I’m worried about the aftershock. I don’t want it to go wrong.”“Look, you don’t need to do anything at all if you’re worried. Just take it a step at a time and if the kitchen gets too hot for you, step out from it as they say. What you do has to be acceptable to you.”“But what about you?”“I’m okay with anything you choose to do.”“Oh shit,” Amy said. “We didn’t get condoms? In. It was great to see her — because of the age differences (Jake was ten years older than me but I was only about eighteen months older than Jan), I had always felt the closest to her. After dinner she walked me out to the corral. There was a colt with its mother there, the colt couldn't have been more that a month old. It would dance up to us, curious, interested. The slightest movement and it would bound away. A few minutes later it would come nosing up again, curiosity overcoming fear for a.