Her butt muscles eased up. I started to slowly hump her.Once I felt that she was comfortable with it, I pulled her head back by her hair with my right...hand. I firmly gripped my left hand on her left shoulder. I looked in the mirror and two drops of tears rolled down her eyes. And then she started smiling at me with pain and pleasure.That scene through the mirror was mind-blowing. I was fucking Bindu doggy style in the ass. I pressed her left shoulder tightly with my left hand. I pulled her hair. Would you like to? Hellyeah! Sure Dad! Ok – but first youll have to lubricate my bum-hole with your tongue. Otherwise itll hurt when you try to put your pecker inside. Think you can do that? What did he think? I was a teen-age boy. To be able to put my dick inside pretty much anything, I would have walked over hot coals. So Dad got on his knees again – head down, butt in the air – and I positioned myself behind him. Later, I was to wonder why I didnt feel any disgust. At the time however, it. I felt a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. That horrible thought kept coming back and slapping me in the face. If I got out of this, if my husband and I should somehow live, no matter what happened for the rest of my life I would be a woman who had fucked a dog for the amusement of a room full of cruel men.The RV finally slowed and turned off the road. We started moving through the trees again. I had wondered if we would be returning to the same clearing where our car and all of our. I could see the outline of his nipple and I wanted to suck it, my thoughts were getting carried away.‘you might be right’ he said. “”m not used to these feather pillows. ….you don’t know if the hotel has a masseuse do you”?Was this a come on? My heart pounded in my ears. I would happily massage this guy, but should I offer?“I have no idea, I am usually fairly choosy about my massages”“I’d settle for anything” he said, “maybe I’ll go online and see if there is something on Craigslist’ that can.