But that first thrust wasn’t just a tease but a warning for what was to come next. Sebastian started to slam his pelvis into her, fucking her harder...than he had before. Sweat was dripping off his forehead from exertion. He spread her legs further apart, pushing them down towards the bed. Moans of pleasure grew louder and louder with each thrust. "Ooooohhh, God," she moaned as her pussy spasmed around his cock.Even when it became too much the plain radiating throughout her body. From her pinned. She loved me, well, all over my body, anyway. She was a short woman, dark hair, dark eyes, a ton of pussy hair (which I love, of course) Eyebrows (brow?) like the artist Frieda Kahlo, wine-dark nipples and pussy lips, a nice woman's wide ass and hips. She said that I didn't have to go down on her, this after she had delighted all my love spots with her mouth, lips fingers and words, She showed me a strap-on dildo that she thought I might like, but I had only been in this house for thirty. It was there that she had met the club mascot, a large black Doberman with an inquisitive snout and a huge doggie dong that obscenely extended whenever it was around one of the prime Girl Scout bitches in heat.The other girls had giggled at the fact that Donna was wearing official Girl Scout panties with the drawings of various dog breeds and the motto “Be Prepared” on the back where her ass crack was seen through the sheer fabric.Mister Big the Doberman was on her immediately sniffing her thin. "I'm a thirty four C," she said, "but on my skinny frame they look bigger, what about you?" I'm a D," I said, but I'm a thirty eight to go with it." What about the rest?" she asked."I'm twenty five, thirty six," I said running my hands down over my figure to indicate my size."Wow, I just wish I was a bit more hippy," she said, "I don't mind having a narrow waist, but my hips are only thirty three."By now the wine bottle was empty and Lee got up a bit unsteadily to get a new one. She uncorked it.