This story had at least really happened, she had.“I bet he was wanking that night thinking about me,” Jen would gasp, playing with herself as I te...sed her with a dildo. “Jesus, I wonder what our young boatman would have been doing if he knew that a Labrador dog had licked my cunt that he was looking at only a couple of hours earlier that day?”“Or had a boxer dog’s red cock buried in it the night before?” I would whisper to her, but as she now firmly believed this lie was the truth then this. +++++++++++++++++++++Both of us woke with a start when the doorbell rang. I nearly spilled my wine as I came too. Rose gave a little shriek of alarm like a startled a****l. I was first to come to my senses and realise it was the pizza delivery. I reached for my purse and took out a couple of notes which I rolled up and tucked into the front of Rose’s corset. She was still looking dazed.“Answer the door, there’s a good girl. That will be our dinner.”She stood up and was half way to the door when. I dig as deep as I can, fingers spreading you wide. You scoot down in the chair and pull your legs up and apart, hands at your knees, opening your heated core up to my ravenous mouth as much as you can. The storm and your second orgasm hit at the same time; you with a wail, the storm with a flash and boom of thunder that makes us both jump. We both giggle. Another moment later and the rain starts to fall: a downpour, everything wet at once.I stand up and come around the side of the chair,. Disappointment spread all over my face. Fuck, you have got to be kidding me, I said in total frustration. There was nothing my husband could do. He gently pushed me away, picked up the clean clothes I brought him and rushed out. I lay on the couch frustrated. I knew what he was going to do was important but so was fucking me. Damn, I said. It was 2.00pm when I got home and I wanted to go straight to bed. I didnt even want to talk to anyone. My mind was so occupied with my sexual hunger that I.