.. or another hour ... from going home with you, but what actually happened was last call. The clock struck its final hour, I started closing the bar,...and she got up and left. At least she made a decision. You just sat there with your dick in your hand, waiting for something to happen. The thing is, you haven’t...”“ ... I haven’t stopped. I get it. That was one of your better and less violent analogies, by the way.”“Thank you. I’m clever when I’m angry. My point is that because you got exactly. Where is Sultan by the way?" Sultan? Oh, he is in the basement. Why?"Bette hesitated for a long moment. Then, taking a deep breath she told Cindy how she had seen her being sucked and fucked by her dog, how hot it had gotten her and how she had the strongest desire to feel a dog eat her pussy and to fuck her with his big prick."Have you ever tried it at all, Bette? Have you ever had anything to do with a dog?" No and oh, I want to so much. After seeing you and Sultan, than that incredible show,. " GOD! To have him call me that sent a chill up my back. This man, my new lover, my gatekeeper into an undiscovered continent of feeling and lust, started kissing my knees, easing them apart, so he could kiss my inner thighs. And when he reached the top, his hands scooted under my ass, forcing my hips into the air, so he could remove my panties with his teeth. His teeth! He was removing my underwear with this teeth, so he could suck me again. His lips found my balls, shaven, and god-knows what. Her beautiful trimmed vagina wide open and begging to be kissed was there before Bob’s eyes. Bob began kissing the insides of Tammy’s thighs making his way down to her lips that were open and glimmering with the juices that she was creating. Slowly Bob parted her lips with his tongue, running it around and around them. With a hard tongue he plunged deep into her lips. Lapping up the sweet juices that came deep inside of her. Flicking her clitoris and raking his teeth over her clitoris Bob.