She needed to know that I loved her, the real her, the true Melanie. I needed it too, to be honest. I needed to know she was okay with what we did, that I hadn’t taken her too far. It was like… a final cleansing, if you will, to seal our bond. “Okay, love, but let’s beautiful do it right.” I helped her up and we hurriedly dried each other off with our big plush towels. I carried her to our bed and gently placed her on the silk sheets. Incredibly, her pussy lubricated cock itself again as I kissed and licked it gently. I think I tasted some of Duke’s cum in there, too. She didn’t let me linger there too long, though. Her hands tugged my hair, wordlessly sex telling me to come up and love her. She cried a few more tears as I slowly, tenderly entered her wet sex. But not tears of pain, more like... tears of love. We were both still on an emotional rollercoaster, our nerves and senses raw and jangled. Gripping each other girls tightly, we gently made quiet but very emotional, languid love. When we weren’t kissing, we were looking into each other’s eyes, enjoying and appreciating each other. Except for some gasps and sighs, we didn’t need words; our mouths and our bodies riding spoke the truth to each other; I was hers and she was mine. Forever. No matter what. Her legs wrapped around me as we picked up the pace a bit, beginning our passionate climb. I drove deep into her body, both of us overcome with emotion. I could never be this close with anyone else, could never be this honest and open except with her. I just knew it in my heart. Our tears mixed on her face as we orgasmed together in the dying candlelight. Still, neither of us spoke. We just kissed softly, tenderly, and drifted off to a long, restful slumber while Duke snored quietly in his crate. Epilogue: Excerpt from the private video “Duke’s Days of Summer” Melanie speaking over a montage of slow motion dog-sex scenes of her and Duke. “It’s still a little hard to talk about, somewhat. It’s just so taboo. But I had this fantasy for a few years. The first time I saw this kind of thing, I was a little horrified. But… the revulsion turned to sucking interest, and then became almost a compulsion. It was… it seemed like the ultimate act of submission; to be restrained and then… well… taken by a beast, a wolf, with a big cock. I beautiful stopped myself as soon as I realized my mistake. I just need to corroborate girls your story with the corporal, and I can close my investigation here.” I offer her sex my hand and she locks her fingers between mine. “You mean...” “You did well little Lolita; most girls panic and try to run away when the fucking starts.” riding “Well, the genie was out of the bottle,” I said, wincing at using such a cliched phrase. As I returned to normal I tried to count the orgasms that I had had that day but my brain couldn’t focus. sucking Erica was taller than Laura, shyer, with brown hair and boobs a size smaller than Laura's (though still large). She moaned delectably with every thrust, her mouth hanging open in bliss, cock a string of drool slowly descending from her lips. He was building up too. Rick coughed and gagged, but Haranga held the smaller man's head firmly in place on his cock.