I went and knocked at karen's door and she answered it and let me in. 'what you busy up to?' karen enquiredkaren was stroking Bruno and giving him abi... of fuss. Bruno is a Staffordshire bull terrier and like me, he likes the ladies, both sorts, the human kind and the dog kind and usually gets randy which can be quite embarrassing at times.Any way, karen was busy fussing Bruno while we chatted and it wasn't until I looked down that I noticed him with his nose under the edge of karen's skirt and. . Give me your cock. Oh shit..." she cried, grabbing at him as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She was possessed and she needed him now. He pushed the head of his cock into her slowly, a little at a time. He didn't want to hurt her and he didn't know her size yet. So he eased into her deeper and she groaned as his cock began splitting her. Finally, he had pushed his full seven inches into her and was laying on top of the girl. He stayed there for a couple moments as she got used to him,. "Watching his face, she saw ... disappointment, perhaps, sadness, maybe – and what else?The minibus carrying the party from the Birmingham inner-city youth-club arrived at the dock-side just before five-thirty. Ten assorted young people, several larger than Tom, with a man and woman in charge of them clambered out with kit-bags, holdalls, rucksacks and sleeping bags in stuff-bags. Tom met them at the gang-plank; the man was in the lead."Good afternoon, sir," he said. "I'm Tom Carmichael, Third. "I'd just got diagnosed." Ah yes," Danny said. "I do remember." We had a joke about it," Pete said, finishing his beer and standing up.He smiled. "Doesn't seem quite so funny now, does it?"Danny shrugged. "No, I suppose it doesn't."Pete walked up to him and put his head on one side. "Still, thequestions still stand. Would you prefer me in a basque or camisole? G-string or French knickers?"Danny found, to his enormous embarrassment and shame, he had started toget hard. "Pete... please..."Pete.