In any event she wore her workout clothes; navy-blue spandex leggings anda matching cropped sports top which supported her breasts without the needfor...a bra. She didn't wear underwear under her tights but was tucked andtaped. She wore her favourite Nike training shoes and Nike ballcap andcarried a fanny-pack with a holster for a water bottle.It she was challenged she could lie and say that she was out hiking andhad got lost. It was a ludicrous excuse but she doubted that mineworkersand. My legs were no longer bound so that Iwalked on my knees. I now had paws at the end of them I tried to standand found that I could walk on all fours! Looking over my shoulder Icould see what looked like a tail. "This must be a dream or rather anightmare" I thought and tried to shout again only to produce thathowling sound again.Hearing a noise I looked around to see the door of my house open and mywife standing there. "Ralph Dear, our little doggy is awake, oh do comeand see," she shouted. Somehow her hands felt new again, like the first time she fucked me and I surrendered myself completely to her. I could barely breathe in enough air to maintain my excitement; I placed my hands atop hers, following her around, but could not keep up with how furiously she was fucking me. Her strong arms lifted me up over the pool's ledge, spread my cheeks to stuff herself again. No matter how many times she ate my ass, she could never get enough and I couldn't get enough of her either. I moaned. Easing it in a bit at a time letting her get used to the feeling. Drawing a breath through her teeth Barb arched her hips letting out a sound. I sunk in to her touching her virgin c***dhood then withdrew only slightly easing back forward, her muscles gripping my cock, my balls aching with the pressure screaming for the need to cum to relieve the need emptying my sack. With a guttural moan and sigh I shot load after load of cum into her, Barb cried out arching her back as far as it.