Michelle was breathing hard, red lines scoring her sides from the claws of the dog mounting her, a pressure tugging against her as it tested the strength of the knot before relaxing. She could feel its breath on her ear, see the watchers out of the corner of her eye, was intensly aware of the wetness between her thighs and the canine cock filling her.<br/><br/>Abruptly she was back in Kara's room, jeans down to her knees, top pulled up above her breasts, fondling and fingering herself vigorously. One quick moment of blushing and she was suddenly back in the park, the memory restarting as she settled into the lust filling her. It was at the beginning of the scene, stripping off the robe they'd supplied her and dropping to her hands and knees as another robed figure brought the dog on a long lead.