She eagerly agreed. There were also floor-to-ceiling mirrors and a mirror on the ceiling because Linda liked to watch herself being fucked. It was one of those late spring nights where no AC or heat was necessary and I knew she wouldn’t get cold. One that she really could deep-throat, for as she withdrew my cock and started back down on it again she pushed past her gag reflex and took me to the balls again. Linda accepted two things in the next few moments. One of her fantasies had been sex with a dog, so I skillfully led her there. What a little trooper. Then Little PJ (Linda insisted on naming the male after the departed female). I then guided PJ’s cock into Linda’s mouth. Her legs were stiff and her knees like jelly from the position she had spent the last ten hours in. A dogfight would ensue should he try to go out-of-turn. But unlike other nights, this night Sire was doubling her. She would fall asleep with his tongue licking her or he would climb between her spread thighs and fuck her, his little cock no larger than my index finger. I didn’t mind, because as I said in Part I Linda and I usually fucked in the morning before I went to work, and I had no
