“Oh mausi, abhi to maine kuch bhi nahi kiya (But aunty, I have not done any thing yet)”, Raju pleaded. “Ji Aunty, mai bhi woh karna chahta hun j... raju ne kiya tha” (Yes Aunty, I also want to do the same, what Raju has done) I also put in my demand. (after-all being a well bred boy, I could not say to her “ki main aapse apna lauda chuswaana chahta hoon” (That I want to get my cock sucked by you).We were constantly caressing her boobs, tummy and cunt during this conversation. That had an effect. ‘That was him, wasn’t it,’ He asks, ‘The guy at the bar with the white shirt and red striped tie? The guy that did you on the couch upstairs at the bar.’ I silently curse Gina and her idiot boyfriend. I want to lie. I don’t want anyone to know, but that isn’t entirely true. ‘Yes,’ I nod. The breeze feels cold again and a shiver moves over me but it started in Mark’s hands. ‘He is not your type you know,’ Mark looks down into my eyes and I begin to see where this could lead. ‘What do you know. At their local pub a few weeks later, on Danny’s 50th birthday. It’s dark and quiet outside, but rowdy and bright within. A car pulls up in the car park and the driver gets out. He’s a short, white haired, mean looking guy, then opens the door for his passenger to jump out. His partner is a broadchested, flat faced Boxer dog.Tonight’s ‘star’ is Bruno, a 5 year old Boxer from Glasgow. His owner is Drew, who claims that Bruno has never failed to satisfy a ‘customer’.Inside the pub Danny is the. Tommy got on top of her and kissed her nipples, arousing her again. He went up, kissing her sweetly every time and then whispered in her ear, ‘Now it’s my turn.’ She nodded and laid her arms on the bed and spread her legs so Tommy can fit in between. Tommy whispered again, ‘I’m going to fuck you hard, okay?’ Tawnya nodded again and whispered back, ‘Please, Tommy, please fuck me hard.’ Tommy rubbed his cock between her pussy lips and slowly entered. Then he placed his hands side to side to.