Crossroads

In her office, Kelly grabbed her spare panties and rushed to the ladies' toilets. Sitting on the toilet, she hiked her skirt around her waist and sat in a daze. Her head was spinning as she wondered what was happening to her. Would she really have let that dog lick her on the train, maybe even fuck her like a slut. Such a thing was unthinkable, yet here she was imagining such an unspeakable act. As she moved, she felt the first of Shane’s earlier deposits start to slide out, and instinctively she placed her fingers to the gooey mess. Pushing two fingers deep inside, she coated them with seed before bringing them to her lips. She stared at the mess for a moment, then, with a sigh of resignation as she knew what she had become, she licked them clean. Savouring the taste, she repeated the action, feeding herself with wanton lust as she worked her fingers deeper until she brought herself to a shuddering climax. 

After dressing, she sat at her desk and could taste the residue of her juices and Shane’s seed on her lips. She tried to concentrate on work, but frequently she stopped as images of the dog fucking her flashed into her brain. 

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