Crenshaw's great Danes, King and Rex. These two knew exactly what was going on, but because of their special training they remained still until called...for.Betty and Midge, still unaware of their canine audience were licking up a storm. Their moans were getting louder as each minute passed.The pack was still confused about what they should do. But their keen sense of smell wouldn't allow them to wander from the scene going on before them. Hotdog, having gone through this earlier in the day. As far as I was concerned, I got out of it exactly what I went into it for. A job and a chance to show what I could do.I met Jill the first night we had class. It was Tuesday night, so that means it was Excel. I walked in there nervous, wondering how I was going to fit in, how well I was going to do in class, if I was even going to get it at all. There were others like me, though I don't think any had it quite as bad. Most of the class was bored. They were there because they had to be. This. You walk in, “Don’t cover yourself, I want to see you. Vicky I heard you. You have the hots for your father?” Keeping my eyes on the tent in your jogging pants all I can manage to say was, “I thought you were going to be home late daddy.” I see you pull your pants down and your hard cock springs free. “Is that what you do when you are alone? Fantasize about my cock?” Blushing, licking my lips, my eyes on the prize. You put your knee on the side of the bed making me roll toward you, your cock. I stroked and felt all the internal bumps that brought so much joy to each and every one of my wives. I could feel a reflection of their feelings, and this heightened my own response to them. Since starting to propel the ship this way, they did not need to think of moving us, for it became second nature to them, and almost an automatic response.Little Nema was the first to go, and she took Amy with her. They thrashed and thrust their pelvises at one another, as the surges of energy flew through.