But it’s an a****l’s dick, I thought as my chest lifted and fell with each hurried breath. I wanted it, I knew I did, I hated myself for it but I ...ouldn't deny it. I wanted to feel it all in me, fucking me. I could make excuses of why I felt this way but the truth was I wanted to feel it fucking my pussy, or even my ass. I felt the fog of lust gripping my mind and I knew this battle was lost when I thought of sucking it, feeling it jerking in my mouth, knowing I was sucking a dog's dick. I. He said, "I like how you've decorated the house." Thank you," Debbie said as she rubbed her back. It was hard on her lower back carrying the weight of the twins. She had a nearly constant backache from the strange distribution of weight."You're welcome," William said. He held out the cup of hot chocolate for Lucy. She took it without commenting on the fact that he had positioned it exactly where she had been reaching. She had gotten used to him doing things like that.Lucy took a sip of hot. He sat in his chair, picked up his beer and drank from it. An idea came tohim and he moved back to where she was. He kneeled behind her and took theice-cold mug and placed it on her back. Again he heard her suck in air. Itmade him smile. She was usually much more vocal than this. He wondered howlong she could pull it off. Holding the mug on her back he began pumping the butt plug into her. A steadyfirm rhythm that he knew she liked. He watched the muscles in her back tenseup. Her fingers curled. ‘I don’t have time for games.’ ‘Come on,’ she purred, ‘we all like games. You don’t need to be a cognitive therapist to know that.’ She was rubbing the black nylon stretched across her thigh now, and she wouldn’t take her eyes off my face. Her nipples were still harder, it seemed even more noticeable now. It almost seemed as though she didn’t know she was doing it, or she was just so uninhibited that she didn’t care. She was caressing herself right in front of me, in her place of work, and I.