But you haven't cum yet. Good thing there's another dick around, a fact you're quickly reminded of. My friend grows impatient and lifts your head back...to his cock. This time, you have no intention of resisting. You are worked up beyond belief and there's a hard dick in front of you. That's all you care about. I watch you as you take him into your mouth, all the way to your throat. You begin working his dick over, using your mouth as a pussy to fuck him. But he wants more, and he's nearly beyond. She walked them around so everyone could get a good look at the dogs and her. She seemed to be in her early 40s but in great shape.She had evidently done this before, as she handled the dogs like an expert. They were obviously not amateurs either, because, by the time she'd sat on the floor in the middle of the room, their pink dog cocks were already peeking out of their sheaths. She masturbated them in turn, until their cocks were long and thick. They were drooling and started fighting each. "Weatherly!" It was my turn to literally fall into a chair. Mr. Weatherly was CEO of our largest customer; we'd just completed doing a big contract with him and his, actually his wife's company, she being Annabelle Statten Weatherly: two million dollars worth it meant to us. I'd met Annabelle a number of times; she was a looker, and several years younger than me or my wife; I'd guess maybe thirty-five. She was the granddaughter, and sole heir of the Statten advertising agency's founder Wolf. You weep with pleasure, his domination of you is primal and you can't imagine resisting. Your body in this moment belongs to another, one who will take it and care for it before gifting it with his seed. Your sex leaks as every last millimetre of stud is put to use, finding every nerve inside you and caressing it with hard man meat. It wasn't long before your first of many orgasms overcame you, shuddering in his arms, he holds your body firmly planted against his until the waves wash over you.