"No jewelry today, Bob?" he said as he reached out to grab my balls between his forefinger and thumb and gave them a smart tug. "I think you need to p...t that thing back on, Bob. I'd like to see it - without the shorts this time." Another hard tug. Without stepping inside, he gently, but firmly pushed aginst my exposed chest. "Now, Bob. Go put it on," he paused. "Better yet, put it on while I watch," he smiled as he began fondling his dick in the hallway of my front door. I can't explain why,. But she just smiled and said “I don’t know, no one has ever tasted them.”He didn’t know what to say to that, so just raised his camera and starting snapping away. Once again, she started posing. This went on for a few minutes before he boldly asked “How about you unsnap your shorts and make it look like you are going to take them off.”She looked a little hesitant when he said that. “You aren’t going to put these pictures on line, are you.”“Definitely not! These are for my one enjoyment.”“Ok,. Caroline wondered if she was supposed to shake his paw."I'm sure you two will get on famously together," said the redhead, grinning. "And enjoy yourself, Caroline." I know I will," Caroline whispered, no longer attempting to conceal her desires as she gazed at the powerful canine.Helen went to the front door. She looked back once, smiling. Then she went out. Caroline wondered if she really did have a date with a Doberman. Did she actually arrange such things in advance? That seemed more wicked. "What? Whatcha grillin' me for, boy?" she asked with a scowl, before itslowly shifted into another smirk. "Oh... I think I know JUST what to dowith you..." she giggled and sheathed her weapon.* * * *Sylvia sighed in irritation as she leaned forward in her chair, her chinresting on her hand as she glanced around at all the degenerates. Afterthe whole UAA con she pulled, she never thought that she'd find herselfback in Santa Destroy. And certainly not sitting in a front row seat atone of these.