Martin got up and went to the door. He opened it up and saw something that almost caused his penis to explode. He looked down and saw Anna, completely...naked and on all fours; the leash around her neck and the handcuffs dangling from her mouth. She tried her best to look like a dog, even wiggling her ass and growling as Martin was frozen in shock.Anna grabbed the end of the leash and handed it to him. He grabbed it and started walking her towards the couch again. She sat down like a dog in front. It was an open secret that he enjoyed the company of both men and women, but mostly men. He had actually lived with a mixed race stud in an apartment near the French quarter. He sucked Caesar’s thick nine-inch dick like his life depended on it.Caesar spat on his hand and fingered Win’s pink rosebud. Soon, he mounted the eager bottom.“Oh, Caesar! I’m your pitiful little white boy,” cried Winfield Gray Hickey.“You like this nigga dick, white boy?”“You know it! Fuck my sissy white ass with the big. “That’s okay,” she replied, handing me my errant golf ball, adding, “I had it coming. I should have known my backyard is not that private.”I looked at the golf ball she handed me and noticed it was not my ball. My golf balls had very distinct markings on them. Then, without thinking, I told her, “This is not my ball; my balls have distinct markings.”“You don’t say,” she teased back with a smile, brushing back her long red hair that cascaded across her bare shoulders and down her back. “That’s. Her pussy was inches from Christine’s face. It was wet and open. Sam reached down and pulled her towards it as Heather knelt on the bed behind Christine, lifting her bottom up so she was almost on all fours.Christine moved her lips towards Sam’s pussy and as her tongue flicked at the clit in front of her, she felt Heather’s lips on her own pussy. Christine started to suck and lick on Sam’s clit as her own pussy received the same attention from Heather.Between Heather’s tongue and fingers,.