Diane nodded. Then she began to tell her story. “It was the night of my bachelorette party. I’d gone out with my girlfriends for one last hoorah.�...� Diane scoffed. “Hoorah, my ass!”Sam’s perfectly arched brows rose. Diane took a sip of wine before continuing. “Jim was there. He hit on me, flirted with me. He bought me drinks all night. We danced dirty, grinding on each other. I didn’t see harm in it. I knew my fiancé had his party that night so I figured why shouldn’t I have a little fun? But it. The two of us had fun looking though all of those soft furs. Pulling on them as they hung on the rings; looking at the overall size, color and thickness of the pelt. He wanted pelts that had a full unblemished face, deep, thick fur, long guard hairs and long thick tails. Bringing them close to his face he stated how much he loved the smell of freshly tanned furs. He took a Polish white fox off one of the rings. Without any hesitation he said I can’t wait till my cock is buried in his fur I want. Mark headed upstairs and entered his sister Beth's room the faint smellof perfume assaulted his nose as he frantically searched "Crap where thehell has she fucking put it" just them his search was interrupted by thesound of the front door opening followed by footsteps coming up stars."Shit it's Beth she catches me in here I'm screwed." Not wanting to becaught Mark in a state of panic hid in his sisters walk in wardrobe justin time as the bedroom door flung open and Beth walked in with. She is severely shocked by my anal abuse, but even more how she loves my mighty member up her boyish butt!She called for my help, hoping her sexual servitude would not last too long, by now she wonders what she wants.She is in for a lovely long sexy Summer, which will widen her horny horizons beyond her immature imaginations.She suddenly awesomely adores her terrible torture by the hands of a friend, whom she never thought of as a man.She is an instrument for instruction and schooling to become.