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I then left him there to go and clean myself up. We never talked.about this or any.of our encounters like this but they always continued. I always waited for the day that he said he no longer wanted to be apart of these sessions and I was sure that me actually penetrating him and using his hole to deposited my seed was gonna be the thing to do it but the conversation never came. But my cock came Over and over because that night I got into bed with him. I took his boxers off slowly. I wanted to give him a chance to say no or stop but he didn't. Not even when I slipped my cock into him again for the second time that day. And from that day for years I used the now willing brothers boi pussy nearly every night. That is until I discovered something better. That however will have to wait till next time. Deanne watched the small seaplane float away into the clear blue sky and could see the small boat gradually making its way to the small floating pontoon she was standing on. The boat pulled alongside and her bag was whisked away below deck as she was ushered to the small front sun deck as the boat chugged back to the jetty. Sipping the iced cocktail she had been served Deanne admired the lithe naked brown body of the small petite Indian woman and wondered if she might be available along with the forbidden delights she had been promised. As the woman stood with her back facing her, Deanne could see her pussy lips in the gap between her slightly open thighs. Imagining how sweet she would taste sparked a memory in Deanne as she licked her lips and recalled how she had met Julie a few short weeks before. Deanne had never been to the Sappho club before, but from the moment she had seen the neon sign outside she knew it would be like every other lesbian bar she had ever been to over the years, though perhaps this was a little edgier than normal. The two butch lesbians on the door had looked her up and down and Deanne had to stifle a giggle at their stereotype crewcuts and slicked back hair along with the obligatory boots and braces over checked shirts. “Any weapons or drugs?” the slightly taller of the two had asked her with a sneer. When Deanne shook her head the other snorted with laughter as she said ,”wanna buy some?” but then her piggy eyes narrowed as she went on, “any trouble you will need to answer to me and Shelia here, and we don’t take prisoners OK.” Deanne shrugged and standing at the entrance she scanned the interior of the club as she tried to work out the identity of the woman she was due to meet. There were the usual groups of women in the club and she let her eyes roam across the room picking out the pairs who were either tucked in booths, their mouths big ass locked in passion, or grinding against each other on the dance floor, but in both cases clearly very much involved with each other. Then there was the group of single young girls flirting outrageously, as they sought a partner from one of the older women dotted about, missionary hoping they would become their sugar mommy in exchange for a night of wild passion. Some of these were eying her up hopefully but Deanne just ignored them as she identified the third group of big pussy women. These were the ‘straights’ or perhaps more accurately the ‘not so straights’, these women came in many forms ranging from the ones who wanted to try the other side through to married women bored with their husbands. Deanne was just considering calling one of the pretty young things over when a stunning woman swept into view and flicking her long brown hair over her shoulder removed her dark glasses and stared intently at Deanne with her bright blue eyes. Shrugging off her grey calf length leather coat she revealed a short black dress that left nothing to the imagination as it was fastened up the sides with laces and hardly contained her generous breasts. From the amount of visible flesh in the side panels Deanne doubted she had anything on underneath and when she sat, the dress rode a long way up her tanned thighs. Deanne would have put her a few years younger than her own 51 years and by the looks of her she was a fair bit taller than Deanne’s 5’2” frame. Deanne sat upright a little to conceal the few extra pounds she had put on over the years as this woman didn’t have an ounce of fat on her finely toned and muscled body. As much as the thought of the woman naked and spread-eagled on her bed was appetising she was conscious that her contact would be here soon and opened her mouth to speak. At that point the woman held out a manicured hand and giving a smile that penetrated Deanne’s very soul said in an English accent, “Hi I’m Julie, and you must be Deanne and I understand you want to fuck the dogs on my island.” Deanne laughed throatily and decided that whatever happened this evening she was going to fuck this woman’s brains out before the night was over. “You are right,” said Deanne as she placed the copy of the Fetish Magazine on the table where an advert was circled, “Come to panties Perro Mundo and enjoy active sports you wouldn’t have dreamed off.” followed by a number to call. That advert had aroused Deanne’s interest, especially the reference to ‘active’ which was a well know code for being involved with dog sex. After a couple of telephone interviews Deanne had finally found herself being invited to the Sappho Club to meet the island’s owner. The pair chatted over a bottle of champagne and finally with all of the details just about settled Deanne looked at Julie and said, “Well there is one thing that will close the deal and I will pay the money in full for the week you have described.” Deanne knew in her heart that she was going to sign up anyway, the thought of having a luxury week on an island where pussy the dogs roamed freely and were trained to fuck the guests had her squirming on her seat, she just wanted to see if she could bed this woman. “And what would that be?” said Julie looking at Deanne, her face as inscrutable as the sphinx. "Damn," she thought "it was the coffee,wasn't it.I don't even remember how many missionary cups I had." My flesh writhed as the rapture big ass shot through me. That she was nearly hysterical with unexplainable pleasure pussy and it was all she could think about right panties now? I pulled out and sat behind behind her pussy to admire the big load I had just dumped into the unconscious girl. He saw the girls all carrying a few shopping bags. I didn't give her any warning, I simply forced myself on her, hollowing out her anus with my cock. She hurried to her car and jumped into her car. And I did the same thing, but in the opposite direction. “These are our premium feeds. “Daddy has the nicest cock,” she said out loud, to no one in particular. Gina being Gina, called off work for the next day, gathered some clothes, and headed off to John’s house for the night. “Goddamn it, we reserved a suite, two bedrooms, big pussy not a goddamn single room with one bed!” I reach up to play with her tits but discover my brothers' head is already there. “You don’t know? You can dress somewhat skimpy, but don’t overdo it. She hadn't looked at me all weekend. I was forgotten as the two met in the middle of the room. I could feel Paul's skin since it was already hanging out but Peter's I had to reach under his shorts. Deana knew her towel fell, and for a second, it shocked her, then it didn't matter. “You don’t really have the willpower to stop me. —made it all much, much worse.