Jeff and I often joked and talked about sex. We'd k** each other about interracial sex and what our baby might look like. He was so black and I was so...white neither of us could quite imagine what our c***d would look like. Yeah, I know this was a strange relationship, but I was attracted to Jeff and we k**ded all the time like that. Anyway, one night after working the swing shift, we got off at midnight. We joked and flirted about going out to a nightclub. My husband was over until very late. I was literally not even in the room to them or if I was it was as something so far less than human my cunt dripped and dripped to be talked about this way and thought of this way. I couldn’t count exactly but I think it was roughly 12 to 15 men circled my suspended fuck hole and continued their discussion of the filthy cunt that gaped open for their intended use. ?Mmmm fine job you have done on exposing its nasty hole?, one said to my Master. ?It looks good and stretched already but clearly. ” “Ok.” He replied, roughly rubbing the dog’s fur. “Let’s get you some water and food, huh? But, first, let’s get you cleaned up.” The dog barked his agreement and followed the wheelchair toward the cabin. Ahead of him, Phil head Kat mutter something about the spunk on the screen door. He chuckled and held the door open for the large canine. Kat retreated to solitude of her room and locked the door. She entered her own bathroom and twisted the shower knobs until the water was to her liking. The. I was really shy growing up. Even after the Supreme Court's ruling, and the chain of regulations that followed, that I am enjoying today, I was almost in tears when my name was called to strip for a week in high school. It wasn't until the end of my senior year, that I finally started loosening up. I hate to admit it, but after that week, during my sophomore year, of being in the program, the name that would have been more appropriate for me at that time was something like Overdressed.Ron: OK,.