“Lay down. Put your head up near the end, and let your legs fall to both sides.”I walked up and lay down on it, the leather thankfully warm and cl...an. It smelled like ... sex. I thought that there may have been untold dozens of women fucked on the bench, and that thought was kind of sexy. It looked like I would be the latest.I found that there were indentations along both sides for my legs to fit in, and noticed that the whole apparatus was very slightly tilted down towards the head. I squirmed. “Holy shit, I haven’t squirted since I was a teenager. Keep licking me! Fuuuuuuck!” She slammed my face onto her clit as her juices continued to wash over me until she finally said, “OK, you need to stop now. I can’t take anymore.”I looked up at her and she laughed and said, “Fuck you’re a right mess,” and grabbed a towel and wiped her cum off my face. “OK I think we’re even now.”We relaxed in the sun and spent the rest of the day and half the night fucking and sucking each other in every. This one seemed to be a little smaller. He was black and white and he must have known that something was going on in here because his cock was already starting to emerge from the sheath that contained it.I heard Inga groan as the dog came prancing into the room. She expected to be fucked again by another large dog. She was in for another surprise. The handler didn't let the dog go this time. He let the dog get between her legs. It saw her pussy and smelled the smell of sex. He began lapping her. Abercrombie dutifully pressed his full length into her until her lips were pressed to his pants. The sight of her lovely sexy face pressed against his trousers stirred me to full mast. How could anyone be so completely sexual? I wondered. Even with her throat bulging obscenely she maintained her elegant seductiveness, looking beautiful as the young man held her head and began thrusting enthusiastically. I was astounded by her capacity and appetite for sexual adventure, and my mind whirled with.