The visions only intensified, the scene building to the point where she could practically smell the pine needles, hear the panting of the dog in her ear, taste the crisp bite of the autumnal suburb air. Houses surrounded the small park, the wide roofs and high walls speaking of a rich area. She was 'entertainment' for an 'adult club', a gathering of rish businessmen and spoilt, bored housewives. They wore masks and robes to hide their identities, a touch that gave the experience a ceremonial, almost evil air, and they just commented quietly as they watched her joining with the large black dog.<br/><br/>The feeling of the knot within her triggered her first orgasm, spurred on by the taboo act and the near-silent watchers and the public location, and the feel of the dog huffing and twitching over her as it filled her with its cum triggered a second one almost immediately. The murmers of the watchers increased in approval at her loud moans and yelps.<br/><br/>Her remembering body bucked in Kara's sofa, one hand sliding up and under her top to seek her nipple as the other unzipped her jeans and pressed her clit through her skimpy, wet panties.