.. Almost every day, or 2 or 3 times a week ... Right from the start to the end...”The last comment hits her hard, so she takes another sip of wine ...o calm herself again. “When he got the cancer, I was always by his side – I would do anything for Robert ... And when he was really bad, and he didn’t have the energy for sex, even when he hardly got erections anymore ... I’d always be willing to give him a handjob, even when he was only semi-hard, and a blowie, when he actually got some wood down. But she had to admit that that dog's prick looked wonderful. She just knew that she would be fantasizing about dog-cock the next time she frigged herself off--not that she would ever actually do such a sordid thing in reality. Fantasy was harmless, she knew.But this was no fantasy. That hard red dog-cock was sliding up and down through Valerie's pink cunt-lips and brushing over her clit as, tilting her wrist, she levered his cockmeat through her cunt slot. His seeping piss-hole was dribbling. “ A.J. this is Audrey, Audrey, A.J.”, the woman smiled, she was around five six tall, chubby with shoulder length, dark brown hair. She was wearing a long velvet skirt in a brownish hue and a crisp, white blouse, open at the neck enabling a view of a deep cleavage, “Gorgeous as ever Audrey,” flattered Dave as he stood by the chaiss longue, Audrey laughed,” Flattery will get you everywhere Dave, but then again you know that!”She sat up on her seat, “ Now shall we get comfortable? A drink. ‘Sleep, Katherine, sleep. Allow your mind to leave you and come to me. Sleep, Katherine, sleep. Allow your body to leave you and come to me. Sleep, Katherine, sleep. Allow Tara inside your mind. Sleep, Katherine, sleep. Allow yourself to go and trust utterly the words and wisdom of my voice and touch.’ I felt myself slipping away, the dual mixture of her soothing voice and tender touch pulling me into a state of serenity. A place I don’t ever recall feeling before. It was like I was there and.