.. My understanding is that you can’t get an STD from a dog ... That would be heaven for some of our ‘regulars’.” She smiles.“But er ... You...have to do your own ‘research’ first, to make sure it’s a safe option...” Smirks Renae.“Absolutely.” Nods our guest. “When do I start?” She smirks a little, trying to suppress a grin of anticipation.We cut to a shot of the buxom redhead undressing in one of the consulting rooms at the medical centre. Blouse unbuttoned, showing off a large slice of. One night we were up at the shelter rather late. It was middle of the summer and the night was hot and humid so we were wearing as little as possible to stay cool. We were sitting around trying to dry off after washing out the kennel floor. We always get soaked from the splashing hoses. One of the girls brought out a bottle of bourbon. I did not know this but bourbon is the fashionable alcohol to drink now. I had not had any since my college days and it was always mixed with coke. But these. I had prepared a light meal after we sat in the lounge a fire burned in the hearth I slid my arm around Millie’s shoulders she rested her head on my shoulder she asked why didn’t we speak when were younger seven lost years.We talked well into the night Millie told me about Lancaster university and the two brief lesbian affairs with fellow students and her search to find me. She has a couple of days off so I asked if she would like to stay ‘I thought you would never ask’ I told her then I loved. She extended her hand and bid me come hither, and I obeyed. Her hand went to the back of my head, tangling in my hair and guiding me in between her legs. I could smell her sweet cunt and my cock began to throb, needing to be inside it.I licked her pussy, my tongue tracing a path around her clit and down to dip as far as I could get into her. Her hand pulled at my hair and her thighs twitched and squeezed with every lap. She began to moan, her other hand on my head now, pushing my face in to.