The other dog was pulling at my still hot cunt. FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, I wish I could see the dog hung in my cunt while I am sucking this one, I thought to...myself. Tom was still yelling and shouting, but to me he didnt exist. not right now. All I wanted was dogs cock. I dont know how many times I got off, I lost count. But there was more in me. I needed more. FUCK MEEEE, I screamed again as the hound finallyslipped the grip of my now empty pussy. I looked over at Tom. I want you to help. My wife, Robin, greeted me with a big kiss on the cheek and said she was so happy that I decided to join them. I looked around the table and greeted everyone with a warm smile or handshake. The group had already ordered, so I sat down next to Robin and she began filling my plate. Our waitress arrived promptly and I order a draft beer. My wife had some frilly drink in front of her and a few empty glasses next to it. I leaned over and said, “How many have you had?” She just smiled and told. As He led her out ofthe van, she looked around at her new home. He had a large house set in a groveof trees. But it was hard to see much as it was dark out now. He led them inside and unhooked their leashes. ?Follow!? he commanded as heled them to a room with a tile floor and walls. ?Stay!? He walked away andfilled a bucket with soapy water. When he came back he began to scrub her asswith a sponge. ?At least this new marker washes off easier than the old marker.? Hemuttered. His hands were firm. I nod to her and say hello as my hands were full and ask how her morning is, she replies that it was boring and that she needed some help around the house while her husband was away in the city and wont be back until the day after tomorrow. I ask what kind of work she needs help with and she simply replies moving around furniture. I tell her I would be able to help once the rubbish is in the car and that I can get rid of it later if she would like my help. She cracks the most mischievous smile.