” She says“Well, it’s been an unusual couple of weeks,” I say not wanting to talk about it.She looks at me and can tell that there is somethin... I'm not saying, but thankfully she doesn’t push it. She slides onto the stool next to me at the bar and takes a sip of her whisky and starts coughing.I let out a chuckle, “It’s an acquired taste.”“It’s good, just wasn’t expecting the kick,” She says regaining her composure.I smile at her, we sit and chat for a while. Then the inevitable happens “So what. “Whycouldn’t you leave me your brother instead of his flea-bitten dawg?” she asked the now silent machine.Just as she turned away from the machine and startedinto the kitchen to get some juice, the doorbell rang.“Hi, sweety. I hope you got my message and I hope it’salright?” her friend Nancy said as she blustered intothe room, followed by a large brown German Shepherd.“Too late to say no now, I’m sure.” Virginia grinned ather friend.. As I feel your lips reach my pussy... the world around me stop existing. It's spinning round... getting dark... All that exist are the sensation of your tongue spreading my pussy lips apart, penetrating my cunt, licking it's way to my clit. A hot wave of pleasure runs through me, its spreads through my body. I reach for your hands and squiz them as you are eating me out. Your tongue just wont rest until I scream my lungs out...until the pleasure splits me in two. You retrieve your thumb now. My eyes hardened. “Your safe word is ‘candy’,” I told her, steeling myself for what came next. She nodded and I hooked my finger in her collar, leading her across the room, like she was on a leash. She followed obediently and I went to the collection, looking for what I needed.I’d never done this with Tabby. I’d never showed her anything but gentleness and affection. I was terrified and my heart hammered in my chest. What if she hated me afterwards? What if she loved it? What if it made her see.