She saw Barghest’s fur collecting in the drain. Felicity’s description of fucking a dog in missionary was accurate. It felt new and incredibly int...mate at the same time.As she dried herself off she realized she had forgotten to take off her collar. She hoped the water wouldn’t ruin the leather. She walked through the kitchen where she saw Felicity on the phone with her chef in the main house. Going into the den she saw the pullout bed was already made up.As she dried her hair with the hairdryer. Well once again, for this evening I started slipping into some sexy panties and a matching bra, I'd grown my hair long to not need a wig, as well as picked up some make up tips from online.Jessica was ready to play, we switched on our webcams as John typed more, directing me as he watched me posing for him. I would keep my eyes on the screen when possible to watch as he took his pants off and exposed his growing cock. It wasn't the first time I'd seen it, and wouldn't be the last, but it was. By now she had cum several times, and finally she pushed my head away from her. We were both panting, but she saw the desperation in my eyes. “Go ahead,” she told me. “You can jack off, but catch your cum in your hand. You’re going to eat that up too.” That definitely surprised me, but by that time I was too excited to argue. I sat back on my heels, furiously stroking myself as I looked at her glistening cunt, all red from the oral attention I had given it. “Look at my eyes, bitch, not my. " I don't get it. How can a treadmill make someone cum?" By itself, it can't. But with the proper accompaniment, it can." OK panty lady. Time for some details." We both chuckled. She reached under the counter and pulled out a medium size box and opened it. It contained what looked like ordinary panties."They may look ordinary, but they're not." She pulled a pair out and spread open the crotch. There was a seam running down the middle with what looked like a series of feathers along the ridge. I.