Then I clutched my face and said “Ow!” again. I’d landed face first onto one of my shoes which I’d normally kick under my bed, but obviously t...is one hadn’t quite made it that far. The heel had quite effectively whacked me dead on my right eye, or should I say that my eye had landed dead on the heel, either way the effect was the same. I guess I should be grateful I don’t own any shoes with pointy stiletto heels!I pushed the hair out of my face with my spare hand and sat myself up. Liz was. It’s a way to judge his feelings without committing yourself.As far as doing it alone, many, many women do it alone because they don’t have a hubby, or are afraid to tell him, and don’t have any female friends that they can trust with this. It’s just easier to get the dog to understand what he can do if there is a helper. But you can do it all alone without any danger. The main risk is getting panicked during intercourse and trying to pull the dog’s penis out of you. As I said in the how-to,. He was moaning with pleasure.''Lick my hole'', he moaned.So, I put my mouth and toung to work. Licking at his hot hple, and once in a while sticking it in. After about 5 minutes of this, he stood up straight. He said,''That felt great, but I think I would rather have a cock in there.''.So he bent over, and spit in his hand, and lubed up his ass as well as possible. I spit on my dick, and made it slippery.''Stick it in real fast, don't stop if I scream!'' He yelled.I followed orders, and stuck. She is so close he can smell the faint perfume on her and takes a very deep breath to smell her even deeper. The drive was an hour of happy torture for John and Susan enjoyed every minute of it. He kept looking at her legs and occasional a shot of panty and tit and she keep eyeing the bulge in his pants getting bigger and bigger. The conversation was friendly and sometimes funny. The bulge did go down.The cabin sits in the middle of forty acres that are covered by tall pine trees. There is.