He grabbed my shoulders and moved me on to my back, my head hanging off the desk giving him unhindered access to my eager throat. He pushed his cock i... again and began to thrust in and out, his hand s grabbing my big naked tits and his balls slapping against my face. I felt like a piece of meat, only good for fucking.. and I loved it. I moved my hands down my jerking body and rubbed my clit, my other hand began to move the big rubber cock around in my pussy. Oh fuck it felt so good. Look at. Tattoo was inked from top to bottom and Scar looked like he’d been in a knife fight long ago.Thing is, we all looked forward to their coming. It was better than Christmas. And they’d always come. Until now. And so we waited and while we waited, we talked and told stories. Stories about our favorite memories of the Leather Clowns.Smiley told us of the time Red took him out to the woods. He’d looked so handsome, he said. Red leather pants, red leather vest, red leather boots, and a red leather. It was there that she had met the club mascot, a large black Doberman with an inquisitive snout and a huge doggie dong that obscenely extended whenever it was around one of the prime Girl Scout bitches in heat.The other girls had giggled at the fact that Donna was wearing official Girl Scout panties with the drawings of various dog breeds and the motto “Be Prepared” on the back where her ass crack was seen through the sheer fabric.Mister Big the Doberman was on her immediately sniffing her thin. She gave me her cell phone number so we could keep in touch.By 9:00 we were all dressed in our hillbilly best and loaded up in the car headed for Jackson. Lisa and Julie were wearing scruffy shorts and t-shirts with no bras. I had put on old work jeans and a t-shirt. I told Lisa about her mother's call which left her quite subdued, obviously concerned about her aunt. Nevertheless by the time we got to the clinic we had all assumed our roles, even Lisa. We arrived a little before 10:00 and.