I don’t believe any of these people, they are just sick perverts, and they’re full of shit. I don’t even see what the fascination is, it’s nasty to have a dog put his, you know, in you, or even to just lick you out, it’s repulsive.

I’m Lucy, I’m a Harvard grad of law, and I work in a very successful firm, one of the largest in L.A.. I’m 28, 5’3 and 104 lbs. Long dark brown hair, hazel eyes, a good-looking girl I think, even without the shapely ass and 34 D breasts.

I’m very fit, I get my exercise when I take my greyhound Duke, out for runs, which is once, sometimes twice a day. He’s a gorgeous dog, very well kept and cared for, I love him.

I got Duke when I got my own place after college. There are plenty of loons out there and I wanted the intimidation aspect on my side, which is why I got a large, swift dog. I live alone with Duke in a house that’s kind of set back from the road, and there’s only one road.

I like the peace and quiet that you just can’t get in the city, and this house and land was very reasonably priced. It’s nothing much really, it’s homely. It’s about two acres of clear land and another three of dense woods.

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    Our house was situated on a lane that led from Mill-Farm (Pandy in welsh) to one of Mill-Farm’s stock yards and shearing barns, therefore it was a common sight to see the old farmer Mr Jones or one of his two sons walking past our gates either going to or from their barn.

The old man was always surly, and rarely smiled or even replied when you said hello to him. The two boys were both about the same age as me. One called Morris who was pleasant, but would never stop to past the time of day. The other was Bryan, who was surly like the old man, but you would often find him stood motionless starring with a look like he was undressing you, he made my flesh creep.

One day in June, I can remember sitting in the orchard looking up the hill and seeing old Mr Jones standing on top of a stone platform about fifty yards up the hill, he was waving. As I studied him I could make out he was standing sideways to me, holding his penis and having a pee. I thought how disgusting doing that in public, and especially attracting attention to himself.

I turned away, and ignored him, when some time later Jim came out I told him what I’d seen. Jim asked where Mr Jones had been standing, and when I explained, he said, But that’s our water tank! Our water came direct from the filter beds on the hill, to a stone tank and then it was piped to the house. As soon as Jim told me that was our water, I realised what that funny taste was in our water. I’d been thinking for several weeks now, that the water didn’t taste quite right, and had put it down to the lack of rain. I immediately felt sick, but at that very moment Mr Jones came walking nonchalantly past, and waved a friendly hello. 

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    Burby had never been “done” and so he was horny nearly all of the time! One day, my mum and stepdadhad gone away for the weekend,leaving me all alone with Burby. As usual, he was relieving himself with a well deserved masturation session. I looked at the huge pink cock and watched the precum dripping from the end of it,I felt myself gettingwet. Feeling my swelling clit start to rub against the fabric of my panties I decided I also needed to relieve myself. Knowing I was alonetill Monday and only Burby could see(and he wasn’t gonna tell!)I stripped down and layed back on the floor.

I began to rub myself all over,thenfinally going down to my wet pussy I thrust two fingers in my cunt-hole. Becoming lost in my soon-to-be orgasm, I didn’t noticed Burby’s growing interestin me. Suddenly I felt a warm wet tongue begin to probe at my clit.The sensation was wonderfull!I came instantly!He began to lap at my cum which got meall hot again.Knowing I shouldn’t, but simply could not resist, I rolled over on my front and thrust my ass up in the air.

Seeing this as his cue,Burby got up and threw his paws on either side of me.It pinned me down, there was no going back now, no wanting to either. Feeling the huge weight of him on me was great and hearing himgrowl, he started to thrust his great cock to my pussy. He missed twice, and I turned round to help him and he growled at me, thinking his bitch was trying to get away.

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       7:30 buffet will be served. At this point we must all make sure that all the girls are escorted safely back to their transport and are clear of the premises, before any adult action can take place.

8:00 we have various videos, some professional, and some very interesting ones produced by yourselves. I have a included some recent ones featuring my own stallion Iceberg, and my Dane Titan. Unfortunately the face of the girl involved has had to be blurred to avoid recognition.

9:00 we have an adult dance troupe made up of six eighteen year old illegal immigrants, dancing is not their speciality, and I can guarantee they won’t leave until everyone has been satisfied!

The last act is something special, it’s the girl featured in my video with Iceberg. Although eighteen years old, she dresses, acts and looks about 13! She will give individual performances to suit your requests. So don’t pig out too much with the dance troupe. The last event is a live repeat of the videos; this is a treat not to miss. Once again unfortunately, her face will be hidden by a mask.
Please reply by Friday next.
Yours the Game keeper.
The letter that accompanied this invitation, read as follows.

Hi Virginia,
Hope your keeping well, and not too sore. You are without doubt the most impressive girl I have ever met. As you can see from the enclosed card, I have given you a big build-up, for your debut appearance.

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   I met Jenny where she worked behind the counter in a coffee shop, one of those hip local poet hangouts that serve esspresso, and cappichino, and rag on the older generation. Young and still foolish she had a nose ring, and a pierced tongue, but what drew my attention was the thin short T-shirt she was wearing that let me oggle her tucked in waist with the ring in her belly button flap above her denim cut offs, and allowed her nipples to poke through atop thos swollen breasts showing that her right one had a ring pierced in it too. Now why a beautiful girl like that would think she needed any other help to get attention than the body, and face she had already was beyond my comprehension. Without all the jewelry she was perfect bait for the next Playboy Bunny of the Year centerfold. But the thing was, on her it all looked great, as did the butterfly tattoo on the outside of her left ankle, so I put it down as something the crowd she hung around talked her into. After all, with her natural honey blond hair, to have it streaked in bright lime, and red purple as if painted was a bit ludicrous even at 18 years old in her sophomore year of college.

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        The take over of Hetero Dyn Inc. by an African consortium had gone smoothly. At least so far. As Gary often told his wife Stacey at every breakfast before heading off to work these days.

“I’m pretty much in limbo,” the youthful 30 year old brown hair, blue eyed executive explained further, “they can’t pension me off because I’m too young, and they’re still unsure of which lower echelon personel to let go altogether without toppling everything asshole over teakettle in the process.”

“So where does this leave us, honey?” Asked the five years younger svelt, yet extremely buxom strawberry blond beauty right out of a Bay Watch sequeal.

“Well, I’m not really sure,” Gary replied finishing up his breakfast, “there is a position opening up, in fact it’s a vice presidency, and I have all of the qualifications for the job, as well as the experiance.”

“Then you think you’ve got a chance?”

“I didn’t say that,” he chuckled, and not with just a touch of sarcasm either, “I told you. Most of the new upper echelon people are very dark, in fact they’re either black men, or light complected women for the most part. I’m neither black, nor a woman, as you well know. I’m just very good at my job. I’ve put out a couple of feeler’s to other companies though, just the same, in case this doesn’t pan out for us.”

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