Why not? Sounds good to me," I agreed, as we both got up out of ass bed, and I followed Jim into the family room. And of course, Sasha was close behind, babe not wanting to let us out of her sight. slut "Now, this is some 'very special porn' that I picked out, just for this occasion," Jim said, as he sat down at his computer, which he always kept in a perpetually powered-on state, and logged in to his desktop. I pulled up a chair, and sat down beside him. Sasha made herself comfortable, lying down on the floor, underneath our feet. Once Jim's computer desktop finally appeared, I was shocked when I saw that he had it wallpapered with a very large photo (it filled the 32-inch monitor screen) that showed a small-breasted, naked woman who had started out on all fours on the floor, as she was attempting to let her pet male German Shepherd mount her desi tits from behind, in a true doggie-style position. "Oh God, Jim! That's disgusting!" I said, without really meaning to. The words just automatically came out of my mouth in reaction to the picture itself. "Oh, come off it, Deb! I know you don't really feel that way. You're still lookin' right at the picture, for Christ's sake!" And Jim was right. In fact, I couldn't stop staring at that large, high-resolution, color photograph. It was truly mesmerizing. The big, furry dog in the computer desktop wallpaper photo was already positioned on top of the woman's back, and had a front paw forearm pressed against each side of her waist, trying to hold indian her in place, underneath him. But the naked young lady had lifted up her right hand, and was reaching down between her legs to grab hold of the slick shaft of dog's blood-engorged penis, in order to help guide it into her own vaginal opening, which was only about a quarter-inch away from the end of the weird-looking, pointy-tipped doggie-dick. I sucked in a breath, watching her in awe. He was a ass bit too polite for that. “Zoey won't hurt you.” This was all so fascinating. Linda was desperate; yesterday her Mistress' had her wear a very slutty outfit. slut Instead of the usual Christian imagery of the crucifixion or the various apostles, it was me. There tits was a panel showing me fucking at the football game, my cock ramming into Sabrina's cunt as she knelt naked before me. Beside that image was me fucking Amelia during our interview right after that, and then the viral picture of the president of my college getting plowed from behind by me as we stood up through the sunroof of the limo. It was such a delight. It indian had been warm before, right? Just the thought of it started my pussy tingling. Isabelle blushed, babe averting her gaze. It was the desi most amazing thing. The change on our skin enticed the feel of our motion. I stood on the welcome mat while she hurried in, returning a minute later with a small sheet of paper—her name and number. She didn’t understand but just held onto him and tried to help.