.. It’s so tight.”“Yeah,” groaned Sven. I felt my Master’s eyes on me, watching me fuck his betrothed. “Fuck her hard, slave. Make her cum...for being such a naughty slut.”My purr rumbled so loud. “I will, Master! I’ll make her howl.”“And this will help,” groaned Ava.My stone-cock hummed to life. I gasped, feeling it buzz and quiver. That was different. I pumped easier in and out of her bowels, slamming into her as she let out such a throaty groan of pure bliss. My tail slashed to and fro behind. She saw some girls she once played with when she had been a child standing in a group. As soon as they noticed her, however, they turned their backs and headed down a lane between the houses. Sighing again, Angele tried to focus on her hand. She needed to get to Dr. Du Bols. The sooner she got there, the sooner she could go home. The doctor’s house was at the far end of the little square in the right side corner. In the middle of the square stood a fountain that was a tribute to the queen of. The next morning my husband and Beth arrived to inform me that I was now divorced. “On God, what’s that smell” Beth asked, then looked at me as if she suddenly realised what it was. I was sent to the bathroom to shower and told to clean the cage out. When this was done she told me that as I behaved like an a****l the cage was going to be put out in the back garden and I could spend my nights there if I wasn’t been used. That night I spent my first night outside in the cage. A few days later. However, next day Marilyn told me she had an arrangement with Jim. She said he liked to slope off early on Thursday and Friday afternoons he didn’t say why. Marilyn was left to check the premises and lock up. He offered her an extra £15a week to do this. Marilyn said she had agreed as her hubby had recently been made redundant and they badly needed the money. She then said that Jim had offered to make the extra cash up to 50 if she would let him shag her every Friday before he left. Marilyn was.