“More,” someone said, “that was much too short!” I sighed, partly because of the tongue at my clit, partly because of the comment. “I write ...hese stories usually in one sitting, until I cum,” I said. “So they’re perfect wank-material for me. But if it takes you longer, you can always read another while you rub yourself. Which, by the way, is recommended.” I grinned as I reached for the next sheet of paper.“This is the very first story I wrote,” I began. “It’s about my friend Sabrina, and what. She says to stay in the car and. put the seat back as far it will go, She then gets out of the car walks around and opens. my door, pull down my pants which i help with, and when they are off she climbs into the seat with me and sits on my lap. I turn head lights off.I start kissing her neck, and exploring her body with my hands, carressing her C cup tits not feeling a bra, I unbutton and remove her shirt, and continue caressing her titsI slide right hand down towords her skirt, and ease. We broke from our kiss and I finished my wine buster still had his paws on my tits and I was now feeling very horny my legs were open as buster was in-between them, he then slid down off me and his nose was right on my pussy he was sniffing and his wet nose was flicking over my clitoris and right then my dog starting giving me oral sex it was very different than normal this was rough and his tongue is huge he was using his head to pry my legs open further and further like a badger burrowing in. She talked in low voice “It is wrong you know, I am married lady with a son. If some one comes to know, my life will be ruined”. My trump card is working, I thought. I need still to do my base work. “Loba, don’t worry” I also spoke in low voice in tune with her. “I do not expect any one to come here today. We don’t have to go out. I shall take picture here in the hall only and just ten minutes only”. She was still not sure, probably weighing my offer – risk versus gains. “What I have to do?”.