Donna started dancing in the middle of the table but I went nearer the man who had let me climb up and made sure that he got a great view of my goodie.... After a minute or so I moved along to the next man then slowly went round the table making sure that they all saw what they were going to have for desert.I’d just made it back to the first man when I saw Daisy motioning for me to climb down and let her up. The same man got up and let Daisy and I swap places.I watched both Daisy and Donna to see. So here I am, desperate for touch, desperate for a fuck. The fur on my thighs is wet and sticky even before I can start digging around in the drawer next to my bed for my vibrator. I curl my tail up as I let my pierced tongue hang out the side of my muzzle. Where did I put that thing? Sure, it's small, since I live with my older half brother, and I keep my toys rather discreet, but it still couldn't have gone anywhere.I yelp in surprise when something cold touches my hot slit. I turn and look. It has been three years since I sang with any band and that last band was this one. I see some familiar faces out there, thank you for remembering. What would you like to hear that the guys might still remember and we haven’t done yet?” Several titles were shouted out, but two were the most common and they were the ones we had talked about.“Ok. It seems like the two big ones are two of my favorites. Hang on and let me see if these old guys remember it.” I turned around and the band collectively. They had tasted Barton's shit-lined rectum. And they had begged for the privilege. They had seen plenty of execs just like themselves go down to ruin for displeasing Barton in the slightest way.Now John Barton was starting on his honeymoon. It was his second marriage. He had dropped his first wife, Fran, who had begun showing signs of middle age. Fran had hired one of the best known divorce lawyers in the country. Barton had toughed him out the same as he toughed out every other son of a bitch.
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