The dogs were really well behaved, obviously well experienced at being milked and eager to accept it. I could tell that the dogs liked me, and that I ...as getting good at pleasing them. Mostly using my hand, of course, because the idea was to capture the semen, not drink it. I realized being good at hand jobs would be a valuable skill, if I was to become Oscar's bitch. I concentrated on trying to read doggy expressions as they neared orgasm.In a way I could understand why I was in this silly. I started moving my hips to and fro fucking him as he lay motionless under his young new teacher.“OH GODDDD” moaning loud as half the dick was engulfed by my pussy. I was swinging my hips forward and back and with each movement more dick was taken inside me.“FUCK YOU I can’t take anymore” I announced to my lover and started fucking the cock I had inside me. Feeling his dick I knew I had just over half his length and had a good handful more that I couldn’t accommodate.Hands on his chest I just. I panicked and ran away from him. If I had been thinking I would have just headed back into the restaurant and called for help, but I was tired and the situation brought back the memories of the time in the alleyways when I had been on the run. I pelted round the corner hoping to come out somewhere where there were people, I ran to find a dead end.The man's laugh echoed down the alley as I frantically looked for a way out, "No way out beast! I'm going to teach you a lesson now, one you'll never. "Donnie explained, "A couple of months back, George asked if I objected to him asking you for a date. George is one of my best friends. I should have been happy with his request." Donnie slowed down and began to choose his words carefully. "But that was when I began to realize you were more than a sister to me. I said no." Oh wow!" Jennifer's face lit up. "Let me guess. You knew George wouldn't be playing and you didn't want to take the chance I might like it."Donnie looked down at the table..