"We're going to get married this summer." Rachel said finally.I sat down at my recliner. Since Rachel and I had become lovers for the second time, I l...arned to recognize the voice she was using. Rebar, structural steel, gave her words almost solid form. She rarely used it, but every time she had I wished I were sitting down.I smiled and nodded for her to continue. I benefited each time she used her commanding voice so I was sure whatever she planned would be in my best interest. The first night. “I can be your girlfriend,” she replied matter-of-factly.I smiled. I was in a hurry to get the items repacked and sent off, so I could get the heck out of there and relax.She watched in silence as I repacked then items into another box. As I stuffed the last of the items into the last box, she asked if she could take a closer look at the bedspread set. I handed it to her and she tore the plastic covering loose and then proceeded to pull the comfortable a small throw pillows out of the bag. She. She showed me the corporate design she had done – very understated and erotic, purple background and faded gold copperplate writing – I agreed it instantly. Using that, she had designed business cards and advertising flysheets which could be sent to prospective guests. She also showed me the initial webpage she was working on - it would be password protected so only members could access it.She had already made an appointment to see Greg and Maxine the following day – her plan was to explain the. "Yeowwww!" Gail cried. But she giggled, enjoying the slight pain which just seemed to add to her excitement.Gail felt the dog's smooth, throbbing cock-head pressing against her puckered shit hole."Yeah, go for it, boy!" she cried insistently. "Do it! Fuck my ass for meeee! I need it sooo fuckin' bad, Scotty!"Scotty barked and shoved his haunches forward.Gail moaned with ecstasy as she felt the blunt head of the dog-cock pushing hard against her tight ass muscles. It filled her with a raw, hot.