Ruth’s legs nearly gave out a couple of times while the frenzy of copulation unfolded before her eyes. Japanese sex “Where are we?”
“Home from home, Darling.” He got out of the car and slammed the door shut harshly; too harshly it seemed to Ruth. She left her reason and caution on a rapidly cooling plastic chair, along with the congealing remnant of her latte. She watched the dogs fucking and tying like any voyeur, through binoculars, getting hot as they humped and knotted. In those, she was fucked senseless by these dogs and mysterious, faceless men. Don’t do this.” She pleaded and was slapped stingingly across her face, drawing blood as her cheek squashed against teeth.
