Sandy loved her dog. There was absolutely nothing
she wouldn't do for him. The dark ones assigned to her saw
this characteristic in her. Her dog was a great big, black
Great Dane. He was gangling and young and loyal to his
master. He was dark and scary, so Sandy named him
Lucifer.
The dark ones started it off light. One night, Sandy
was on her knees, bent over the tub, cleaning it. She'd been
menstruating and had taken off her soiled panties and pad
and was bare-assed beneath the nightie that left her butt
exposed in her bent-over position. Lucifer walked into the
bathroom and sniffed Sandy's butt. Sandy didn't move or
scold him, so he licked it. By now, a higher ranker was
inside of Sandy and she wasn't inclined to protest. Lucifer
mounted her and began...
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