Yep, Ally and Ben were going to travel Europe together for six blissful weeks before returning to the United States, where they'd pack up the contents...of their modest apartment and head for graduate school. The pair had decided that the Columbia School of Journalism was the perfect choice for them because "newspapers were less fickle than book publishers" Ally routinely joked, making reference to the unpublished romance she had written with the sexy-but-now-married Professor Salinger.And. .. I’m 53 years old, and I want to be fucked by a big, bad, doggy whilst he (she points at her husband) tells me what a slut I am!”Cut to: The front door of their home. It opens toward us and a solid little pitbull staggers in, pulling his smiling owner, Thomas, behind him. “Easy boy ... I think he knows what’s up. As soon as he saw the cameras he started to pull like crazy. I think he knows you...” The last comment is directed off camera to one of our production staff.Randall is allowed to. She asked me if I had to check into my hotel, and I said that I had it guaranteed for late arrival so no. She said good and that if I remembered my running stuff, we would go to her place and change into running clothes and get our run in before it got dark and then go to dinner. I agreed and we went to her townhouse and I went into the guest bedroom and changed as she did the same. In no time we did our stretches and were out on the trail and jogging. I was doing everything I could to run at. I used his arse to bring myself off pressing his smooth skin against the tree like a kinky sandwich. When my orgasm surged spunk out of my hose up into Hiro’s girly bum I almost lifted him off the ground. It was certainly a quicky. My member throbbed inside his hot bowel as I came down from my dominant high. His sweaty shoulders were kissed gently as if I was asking for forgiveness. My cock slipped out and he spun around. His torso was marked with little pieces of bark and dirt. He was erect. I.