To her amazement, the dog holding her in place, then mounted her from the opposite end, presenting his cock to her mouth. His hurt was plainly evident to her now, but she carried on blithely, trying in so way to patch the rift and explain her actions. After a while, they separated and went to their respective places to clean up. She needn’t have worried; he was pleased to meet her and showered her with licks from a huge, rasping tongue. David Grey, the owner of the property, came out of the front entrance immediately, as if he had been waiting for them to arrive with the door on the latch. She froze and then incredulity overcame her as the first dog mounted her. A sort of moan and grunt, mixed together, told him that someone was in the room, behind the closed door. He jumped up and with a practiced ease, placed a paw on either side of her waist.
