Ha ha...”Then we’re in close up for her introduction, “Hello ... My name’s Marie Collin ... I’m 45, and I’m from Ipswich.”We cut to a tw...-shot, with our stout middle-aged guest standing with laid-back looking Andy. Our host has one hand behind his back, the other holding a microphone out to his guest – the whole time he’s listening to Marie, Andy looks like he’s bored.Direct and to the point as always, our Andy asks, “So ... Slut ... Why do you want to fuck a dog?”Marie gasps as if she didn’t. I have no intention of hurting you Sherry." I just keep thinking of the pleasures she would soon be giving me! This only eased her growing fears slightly. But she began to take in the room. Sherry's face blushed bright red at the decor here. There was an unusual swing hanging in the corner and mirrors everywhere. A 60" flat screen T.V. filled one wall, with a full collection of porn. A beautiful crushed maroon overstuffed couch in the front of it. But this room held furniture she had not seen. I mounted her the same as I did the day before and held her thighs snug against my torso so she didn't move anywhere when I thrust into her. Her pussy lemon was quite ready today and I could feel the squish with my first penetration. With each stroke I hit bottom and I could feel a surge of fluid coming along my shaft. I could literally feel it dripping off my balls and down my legs. I lasted much longer than yesterday as I started getting used to being in her snug glove. I said to her, "You. The shirt clung to your chest uncomfortably, making your small chest seem more prominent than it was. You were wearing your favorite jeans (Greg called them your butt-jeans) and old sneakers.After a moment he joined you, bags and keys at the ready, before you both stopped inside. Your things had been taken (after your meticulous packing) from your old rental to the new home, but this place was easily twice the size of your old 2- bedroom apartment, and the furnishings seemed out of place in the.