“Me name’s Sharon Callaghan, I’m 37 year old, I live and work in Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, and it’s a long time fantasy of mine to have really ramp...nt sex with a dog!”We cut to a shot of Sharon walking along a street of terraced houses, her long hair blowing out behind her in a typically high Newcastle wind.Then we’re with her, in the front room of her home, looking at her sitting on the couch, stroking and playing with her hair as she tells us about her fantasy...“I love books ... And I love. Alone” was my reply in a romantic way. My aunt was surprised by my reply and gave a naughty smile. I quickly changed my dress and went into the kitchen to find my aunt.It was the perfect time to strike. I even had the courage to face it. But just then the doorbell rang and her kids were back. “Fuck” was my reaction. We went out for dinner and came back home. Tomorrow my aunt’s mother was to arrive. Everybody slept quiet early after heavy dinner, but I didn’t. Luckily both the kids slept with me. I moved the tray aside and sat up. She seemed to be able to read my mind because she leaned towards me. We kissed for the first time. Then for the second time and then before you knew it we were laying next to each other on the bed our tongues flaring around each other. My heart was pounding and I was starting to feel a little light headed. No woman had made me feel this way before. Then it occurred to me something didnt feel right. Maybe we should stop I said. But why? she asked. My chest. Only good little girls may speak ... and you've been bad. Haven't you?Sarah nodded.Her face was flush with arousal.I dragged my little leather flogger across her stomach. "Do you like my new toy slave?"She nodded.I smiled. "Then I'm sure you won't mind if I use it on you."Sarah shivered in her bondage. The little British teenager looked so helpless. She pleaded with her eyes for me to have mercy ... for me not to whip her.But her body pleaded for something different all together.I trailed the.