Rhythmic and soothing, droplets caressing the night. Melodic and continuous, the falling rain licked the evening away. Candles flickered in the darkne...s, vaguely illuminating the room. A bottle of wine and two empty glasses sat on the bedside table. Clothes were strewn around carelessly. The bed they lay in was filled with escalating passion. Lavender scented candles displayed a scene of warmth and intensity. Her toes curled and she jumped as he spanked her firm ass.She yearned for his touch.. .w...what do you want?"Again the huge beast barked at her, showering her in more saliva. He next took a grip of part of the remains of her ruined shirt and gave it a yank. This crystalised what he wanted to Joanna, he wanted her naked. She tried to move but the dog again emitted that low growl. Joanna tried to speak but it growled once more. He wanted more."Please Master", she quivered. The creature showed it's teeth as if to say carry on "Please Master, let me" it growled again "let your. She pressed down her weight on my crown. Her anal ring spread and spread. Her married asshole swallowed my cock while her docile husband watched. Mrs. Quick moaned, her breasts heaving as she bucked. She quivered, taking more and more of my dick as she sank her weight down my shaft.“That’s it, honey,” he said, just so supportive of her. “You’re doing great. Swallow her cock.”“Yes,” I moaned, the pleasure rippling down my shaft. I just might keep her like I would Chloe. The MILF was so exciting.. ” I said, but I removed the t-shirt anyway. If Karen wanted to see my naked torso, that was fine by me. Not that I consider my body irresistible by any means, but the game being what it was, it seemed absurd to complain.I was gratified to see that Karen looked me over with eyes full of desire. “Next question.”One she could answer, or one she couldn’t? In the end I asked the first thing that came into my head. “What was the name of Defoe’s fortunate mistress?”“Moll Flanders?” Karen replied.