It was a wonder I wasn't so choked up I couldn't breathe but I fully intended to remedy both situations as soon as I was FREE!My wife wasn't coming to...pick me up as apparently she had a very important bridge game after her golf game and she would see me at home sometime — don't wait up. And anyway with the way traffic was in town it was easier for me to get a taxi. So much for spousal devotion, the bitch. When I was fit again I would deal with her as well. Seven visits in three months doesn't. ” Ronnie again showed her surprise. I continued, “So, after I got over that shocker, we agreed to visit the pub and see if we could entice a man to come home with us, to fuck me in front of him. This was very exciting for me to consider. “I arranged things with John, the guy I had sex with in the parking lot…and well, some after that as well. He agreed to play along and meet me… us… at the pub.” Ronnie was listening intently and I was enjoying telling my story. “Not only did we bring John home. Her fingers and pussy glistened. She called Tobias. Again he stuck his nose into her, lapped at her with his gorgeous tongue. Up, she commanded. He stood on his hind legs, paws on her belly. She lent forward, stroked his lower belly. The dog’s translucent red-fleshed cock unsheathed from its socket. Ruth ran her fingers along its cock. It lengthened and thickened. It soon stood out fat and firm from its belly, the shaft tapering to a grooved tip. She urged the dog forward, guided the tip of its. When her stop came, she’d eagerly exit and make her way to her boyfriend, Duncan’s trailer. When the evening came, she’d head back to Obsidian with him. Duncan and Fawnie had been friends since Duncan’s junior year of high school. Duncan was 19 years old, about 5’11, slightly muscular with deep blue piercing eyes, sun kissed skin, and light brown hair. The two had begun dating during his senior year of High school. After graduating, he chose to attend Crystal University with Fawnie. He joined.