Her confidence rose as she stepped off the elevator. This was a wonderful hotel both elegant and sophisticated like herself. The tailored suit fit her...perfectly giving just the right message - she was a sexy woman, but not one to be fooled with. As she entered the suite, the three senior executives from her client rose to greet her. The two men, Don and Phil, were well dressed in blue suits. The woman, Wendy, was about her own age but much taller and heavier in size. She wore a business suit. "Oh, come on. It's just usgirls in here." She untied Denise's top. "Now let's get dressed."Brenda quickly shed her swim suit, then opened her locker andbegan to dress. Denise gulped, glanced around, and finisheddisrobing. As she started to pull on the bra which Dennis' T-shirthad become, Brenda grasped her hand. "Uh, uh," she said,shaking her head."But ... I have to get dressed," Denise protested. "I can't go outlike this!"Brenda looked up and down Denise's naked body, eliciting ablush. After the dog pulled out I feltempty. I looked back at the boxer who was licking his cock clean. It must've been at least8 inches long. The knot slipping inside me must make it feel like having a good 12inches of cock in there.A bunch of thoughts were running wildly in my brain as I had the urge to be fucked again.Realizing I was at a dog shelter I could check to see if I could interest any other dogs.Now that I think of it there was a lot of barking going on while the boxer was fucking me.The. .this Mark Antony. This tall, broad-shouldered, muscular fellow. I wantedand needed him. A strange warmth grew within my loins. It was all toomuch ... it was all too sudden.I'm an old, fat, curmudgeon of a Englishman! Not an exotic Africanprincess ... I tried to force my return to the present. But all I coulddo was force a come-hither smile to the charming Antony. Inside my mind,I screamed.It took every once of willpower I have to call out to Whitby to bring meback. And to his credit, the man.