Tasha looked in my direction.“Its OK,” she said, as “B” pulled forward on her leash. “B” was the name of Tasha’s oversized poodle. “B�...� made a bee-line for Buddy, as Buddy sat tied to the table, trying to figure out why he was retrained. I reached over to grab Buddy’s leash to ensure I had a good handle on him. Buddy and B circled each other, sniffing, as Tasha and I tried in vain to untangle the leashes.Buddy slipped his nose up under Tasha’s loose-fitting sundress, raising it up enough for me. Soon she feels like she is going to be split in half, never has her pussy been opened this far before even during her annual gynecological exam with the speculum. She remembers the other three times I forced my knot into her and the excruciating pain. I'm slamming into her even harder as I instinctively wanted to make sure this gorgeous woman is flooded full of my cum and none of it will escape her womb, as I have done many times.I pushed hard and the knot slipped in. Sunny's eyes popped as it. They’d think he was making up stories. They’d think he had lost his mind from masturbating too much while sexually fantasizing over beautiful women that he’d never meet, never mind kiss while they’re topless. As if looking to see his reaction to her bold, sexual move, she stared up at him before looking down at her naked breasts. She looked at her breasts as if looking to see what he could see of her before returning her focused stare back to him staring at her tits. The only part of her more. Too soon, I ejaculated, voluminously. Making no effort to wipe my spunk from her face and clothes, she bid me farewell, hoping to see me next year.Back at the shack with Joan, she managed to elicit from me, virtually everything about me holiday in M. She was happy for me to remain undressed. She wanted to understand my feelings concerning each detail, and together we analysed them. She was happy that I was happy, but occasionally she issued a mild caution, rather than a rebuke. She was very.