Archive for June 9th, 2006
Zoo sex story - My Puppy
I’ve had pets all my life - cats, birds, lizards, turtles, snakes. My Dad was constantly bringing home new creatures for me to mother, and by
the time I hit puberty my room more resembled a zoo than anything else. The one pet I never owned, and thus wanted dearly, was a dog. A
German shepherd attacked my Aunt Donna at age 12, leaving scars on her face and psyche that never faded. Mom, a witness to her sister’s
attack, was also traumatized, and thus the subject of dog was a closed one in my house.
Zoo sex story - Hitchhiker
Both men looked at the brown-haired hitchhiker they’d picked up earlier in the day. The tight crop
top she’d worn to attract a ride was ripped from the neck almost in half. Her tits wobbled
invitingly, forced to stand out because her wrists were bound securely and wrenched over her
head on a pulley system. Lee Bob stepped behind her and unsnapped the front closure of her lacy
bra, which fell loosely apart. He ran his hands up her flat tan stomach to her tits, pinching the
nipples as she squirmed at the unwanted touch. Her nipples hardened into tight pink cylinders
immediately. Lee Bob chuckled and pulled the remnants of her top down, exposing her breasts and
framing them with the ruined top.