She handed the bottle to me. I pulled it open and took a long drink. Enjoying the burning sensation as it went down my throat. I had closed my eyes wh...n I took the drink and opened them to see Sheila holding what looked like a tightly wrapped cigarette… ‘What?’ I asked looking at her as she lit it and took a drag. ‘It’s okay. Just take a drag.’ She said handing the joint to me. ‘It will make you feel better.’ I took a drag off the joint and immediately started coughing. I held it in my free. The dogs performed their customary sniffing ritual on Sara, both Roo and Clawed using their snout to sniff her crotch and ass. Ritual complete, she commanded Herman to ‘zitz’ and unclipped the leash, while being greeted by Mollie, who seemed intent on giving Sara an intimate French kiss and pawing her breasts. At a slight distance, Misty stood smiling, and watching. After the kiss, Sara was asked to follow Misty and Mollie to the sumptuous sitting room, while the dogs sniffed and playfully. “Ooh, Julie needed to breathe, didn’t she? That’s enough now, fuck that bitch’s mouth like it was a pussy for you to cum in … BECAUSE IT IS!” That was all Mike needed. He pumped my head up and down his shaft like it was a fucktoy, which was exactly what it was. Sometimes he would go balls-deep in my throat, sometimes, only about halfway, sometimes just tease at the opening of my throat (which must have felt good to his sensitive cockhead) before slamming it in again. Vicky started squeezing one. Bent over, reaching my mouth, you’re kissing me in a totally passionate way. My hands slowly move over behind you, holding you softly as we kiss. You suck my lips a few times to get me all excited. Each time you come back with more vigor and intensity than the previous time, kissing me more strongly each time. One thing about us when we kiss, we absolutely don’t do it with a purpose to just arouse each other. We kiss because we love to kiss. And that’s why we always kiss a lot. Absolutely.