I instinctively reached for her hand, wanting her to be part of what I was experiencing. The man lifted my legs off the floor, raising them high up to...ards my shoulders. I managed to hold one. The woman, the other. I imagined how I must look. I imagined how inflamed and engorged my cunt lips and clitoris were. I could feel them burning. I imagined my swollen cunt fully stretched and exposed in front of a man that I did not know. Not just stretched and exposed, but dripping and leaving puddles. On screen the woman is up on all fours, still having her arse hammered by a trunk of a cock. “Oh yes, give me your cock!” she moans. “I love your cock!”“Not that,” Cuck says.“What do you think, Pet?” I ask. “Don’t mind Grumpus back there. Isn’t there the tiniest piece of you that isn’t curious?”Pet breathes heavily. “It’s very wrong of you to ask me such things when I’m tipsy and suggestible,” she says.“Oh, Pet,” I reply. “I do love it when you stand on your virtue.”None of us speak as the. There, got it!" The screen had burst into activity, but this time the waveform more than filled the screen."It's been about twenty minutes. I'll bet this thing reports in about every twenty minutes. We'll have to wait another twenty to know for sure, though." How long have I been here?" A little over an hour." Then they probably don't know where I am. They'd have been here by now." On the contrary, they probably know exactly where you are." How could they? Even you didn't recognize me in the. Playing backgammon, Shelly was feeling relaxed and enjoyed the view. While she was waiting for Matt to make a move, she noticed that Beau was attempting to mount Tack, who was not in heat. She had seen them do this before, but now it was different... Spade was running interference for Beau, keeping Tack at bay so that Beau could mount her. This kind of dog cooperation for a "****" was new, and Shelly tapped Matt's arm saying, "Look at what your dog is doing to Tack!"Matt looked up just as Beau.