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Cindy’s business was also picking up and I spent quite a bit of each day doing normal breeding duties. But every time I watched the various dogs impregnating real bitches I got horny and had to relieve the feelings by a session with the Great Dane. A perfect way to ease my tensions.The German Shepard and the new Lab seemed to be getting the licking down very quickly. It was wonderful and they both got me off multiple times. I tried the next step and they hadn’t quite got the idea of mounting me. I left work one night and headed for the gym. I thought my gym bag was in my car but I realised that I had taken it out to wash my towel and shorts. It was still back in the shed at work. I muttered to myself and did a U turn. Get back to work I parked and headed to the shed. I noticed the lights were on and I could hear funny noises. Thinking there was a crime going on I crept silently until I reached the shed. What I saw shocked and excited me.Cindy was naked and lying on the bench. The. Neither of us said anything during the entire drive. As we entered the elevator I asked Eve if she was wearing panties.It did not shock her, she just said, "A gentleman would not ask such questions." I replied, "I never said I was a gentle {pause} man" my statement with the deliberate pause caused her to make eye contact and for the first time she did not show the confidence she had been all night."See for yourself" Eve said as she raised the hem of her toga up to her belly button. I could see a very neatly trimmed heart-shaped pubic hair patch above her beautiful slightly swollen labia.Slowly she lowered the hem and her eyes as the elevator doors opened. I took her arm and guided her to my apartment door. As I closed the door she moved to the living room and sat on the couch. I sat next to her, and asked her to explain what she had spoken of earlier."I married my husband right after college, a virgin bride, happily playing the role of the trophy wife. My husband was from a big.
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” I didn’t answer since there was no point in protesting. She moved closer again and this time, I relaxed while her body ground against mine and my hand slipped down her back onto her ass cheeks. We were in our own world, I didn’t even notice the people around us and, as we danced, I lifted up her face and kissed her gently and tentatively on the lips. I was so much taller than her that she had to stop dancing and stand on her toes. She took my hand and led me back to our table. She pointed for me to sit. “I’ll be right back,” she said. I wondered if I'd gone too far with the kiss, but something in the air made me do it. I felt so different than back home. Here people were open, they showed their sexuality through dance and no one cared if they were short, fat, skinny or old, they just danced.When Leila came back she was carrying two paper plates stacked with red sausages and meat. “Those are chorizos and are a bit spicy and those are pork loin,” she said. “Great, I am starving.”.

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