They knew that we be forced remain there in to lap up every drop. At this moment, one would think it only be human for the women to have some feeling ...f pity and sympathy for us miserable dogs crammed into small cages.The tightly squeezed into a vile-smelling cage, wearing a horribly itchy, scratchy garment, with a dildo stuck up in their ass with the hateful cock cage with spikes snugly fitted over their private parts. This gave the dogs continual jabs of sharp spikes poking into their. I was determined to drive her crazy and Leave her wanting more. So I continued with thrusting into her with long slow strokes. “Harder,” she ordered between moans. I pulled out real slow and slammed into her as like a pile driver. Her squeal at the force I gave her made me a little cocky (pardon the pun). I hook her suspend her legs with and hold her arms down and Pushed again. “You like THAT?!” getting deeper to emphasize the last word in my question. “Yes,” she groaned through clenched teeth. Things really came to a head one Friday evening when Jenny and I once again found ourselves together in a pub. Well, us and about 40 other folk, celebrating my manager’s long overdue retirement. I was lined up for his job, so I should have been in cheerful, but after an entire afternoon closeted with Jenny and a couple of other colleagues, inches from her as we went over some figures, I really wasn’t up for a joyful celebration. She had seemed unusually moody in the meeting too, which hadn’t. On the same day, she sent me her exact location on the hangout. I followed the location and reached her flat. She was wearing a pink saree and a golden color sleeveless backless blouse. I went mad by seeing her beauty.Also, she wore a pink bindi on her forehead. She was looking like a sex goddess. I desperately wanted to fuck her like mad. She greeted me and welcomed me. She told me to sit on a sofa in the living room. She brought some water for me and we both were talking to each other. I.