Even as they felt the dogs' front legs wrap around their hips they knew only one path was open to them. The others would scream as they were penetrate.... While the sisters only option was to submit to the dog cocks they felt violently pounding away inside of them."Megan and Molly were two free girls that had ceased to exist. Free girls have a choice. They were Brothel Whores 3567-A and 3567-B two sex slaves. Sex slaves were the property of their masters and must eagerly submit to whatever their. . uh miss anderson, your getting everything wet" "Oh trust me darling, i was wet the moment you walked in the door when you arrived" "but you see, im a uhm..its my first.. uhm.." are you saying your a virgin cutie? trust me, that makes it even more hot"She reached down groping his bulge and began to bring her head down to his cock, she pulled off his pants and ran her soft hands over his throbbing cock, he moaned softly, "You like that sweetie?" he nodded, she smiled and began to bring her. I asked to come inside and take a look at the cloths. She was reluctant to come inside and said no, its fine with her being out the door. I said ok as you wish and went to take the bags. Then an evil idea sprang up to me and I took out all the cloths from the bag and piled them on in a corner of the spare guest room. I shouted from inside and told her to come and check the cloths as they were just too many. Then I heard the sweet sound of anklets being worn by her and they made their way to the. I had a strong feeling ofhaving entered a dream; the world around me was an untainted paradisewhere the car, myself and Dan were the only discordant and utterlymundane detail. Time didn't exist here, nor did corruption or death inany of their forms.The road snaked between hills whose tops were covered by groves ofextraordinary trees. They were tall and had silvery trunks and lightgreen leaves. A haze of gold floated around the woods, and when the roadturned towards the sun, even the fine sand.