.."Ow! Hey! What are you ... Oh! Fuck! What the hell is that?" I wondered in sort of a loud, shrill voice dripping with panic."Grrrrrr..." Rex answere..., squeezing me even harder with his paws and kind of nipping at my bare shoulder with his teeth. He didn't bite me, just threatened me, or so I imagined.But his teeth were the least of my concerns as I felt something hard, sharp, and hot jabbing at my vulnerable sex. The dog was trying to fuck me! On my hands and knees like I was, the towel. I could feel every millimeter and every veiny ridge sliding in and out of me and it was heavenly. I never wanted it to end. Sam’s cunt was drooling juice all over my chin and neck and my tongue was getting tired. I felt her reach between us and flick her clit in tight little circles and then she let loose with a fresh torrent of pee all over my face as she lifted up and arched her lower back. I held onto her ass, keeping her in place as she bathed me with her golden honey.I exploded cum –. He was weak, she knew, but she made no effort to get out of his grasp. When he let go, she felt the cuffs unlock and slide off her wrists. Still blindfolded, she lay as she was. She was too exhausted, too bewildered, and anxious that the remaining pleasure in her body would disappear if she moved too quickly. She expected that Kevin would pull her from the desk and hold her. Or say something to her. But nothing happened. Finally, she took the blindfold off and. He shuddered. "Anyhow, may I ask a question?" Ask." Why do you talk so ... well, stilted?" She felt him stir. "That's not a criticism," she said hastily, "I don't mean it that way, I even think it's kind of cute. But the perfect grammar, the way you use words—you have a huge working vocabulary—I never hear you use contractions, you have to admit most people don't talk quite that way." 'Cute, '" he murmured. "How sweetums."She laughed, and sat up. "OK, but I'm serious. You know you talk.