I could smell the aroma of a superior male. The usual description of musky fit perfectly. Mixed with stale piss and cum.”My cock has been very itchy...today after wanking and not washing” he said “Clean it”I could see the smegma around it’s head but licked at it and then sucked and swallowed. The taste was terrible but I soon overcome that and devoured his rock hard cock and groaned in pleasure as I sucked and licked his juicy shaft. He gripped my head and forced it down my throat and soon arched. We move to a slightly quieter corner of the club. I kiss you hard, the sight of the men all touching you, wanting you, has aroused me incredibly. I contemplate just taking you then and there amongst all the people. Possibly in a place like this it would not a first, but then the fun would be diminished for the night. I want to hold on to my arousal. I want you to stay in a state of excitement for hours, I want your sex to be saturated with your excitement when I finally enter you. . This time the dogs cock pushed in deeper and started actually fucking her. The woman started groaning and came in seconds, but as passion heightened, the woman slouched forward again and the doggy cock popped out again. That was much better already, but you have to keep pushing back, at least until hes knotted The woman nodded, panting and gasping. Wanna try it again? God, yes! Here boy, come! Up! she called the dog. The animal came running back, he too was eager for more fucking. Again he. Anyway Dippy had never been known to screw around with any of the members of his "Troupe." One rumor had it that he was completely impotent, another that he had a two- hundred pound wife ensconced in a mansion on a big estate on Long Island somewhere. Nobody knew anything for sure about Dippy except that after work he disappeared into the canyons of New York like a rabbit up a magician's sleeve... and was never known to screw around with his actresses. Tiffany obediently unbuttoned her dress.