I knew what he wanted. I pressed my upper back against him, as Iturned my head to receive his kisses. I felt his lips all over mycheek, my lips and my...neck. His hands were tightly grasping my belly,and my breasts. I reached down and I pulled the back of my skirt andmy slip up. Then I could feel the small but powerful hot rod drivinginto the crack of my panties."Man of man... You are turning into one hot little vixen bitch, aren'tyou?"For an answer, I opened my lips, and I grasped his tongue,. His hair is long and in dreadlocks. He is older than I am, about forty-something, so his dreads have a touch of gray that make him look even more interesting. But what excites me most is his voice. Warren, mmmm his voice and smile. Warren is now an active part of my fantasies when I'm alone in my room. I masturbate and I think of him. Sometimes I make love tenderly to him, and sometimes as wild as an animal. My most sensual fantasy has to be this. We are locked in a storage closet and our. She couldn't help but reflect on many if - what if she would have been more suspicious and not worn herself out and been awake when the trainer and the doc came? Can a life, an identity hinge on such a slight fact as these? Every day Eric felt more and more uncomfortable. Her pregnancy was making her heavy. God what a feeling! Now her life was the trainer and the puppies growing inside of her. Her thoughts were fuzzy now, and it was harder to hold on to her human memory.Her trainer came home. My mom was instructing me on what to do and I was following directions. "Yes mommy." My first try, I gagged and didn't get much in there. I stared at his big erect penis, dripping my saliva, and opened wide. Mark moaned loudly as my lips touched his pubes. The whole cock was in my mouth and I slowly pulled up to the head before dropping back down to the base. A popping sound filled the air when I took it out of my mouth. I ran my tongue all the way up the length of his member, so badly.