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A large German shepherd dog lay on a rug in front of a fire and thumped his tail on the floor in welcome.“Hi Debbie,” said the man, “So this is going to be our latest member?
” He smiled at me and I nervously smiled back.“Hi Jack,” replied Debbie, “yeah she wants to join.
After a few moments it opened and a handsome man in his thirties smiled at us and let us into the reception room.
There was a desk with a computer on it and a series of screens including a view of the alley outside.
My fingers kept touching and then I felt his cock emerge.
I was touching a dog’s cock, not in my imagination but in real life.
She had told me about a private club that she belonged to where my fantasies could become a reality.
No-one got into this club by walking in off the street; you had to be brought in by a member who had told you what you needed to do. I stepped across to the dog that rose to meet me.“I can do this,” I said to myself, “This is the easy bit. There was a flash and I realised that Jack had taken the second picture that I needed for membership.
I’ve done this before.” But I was trembling as I sat down on the rug next to him. But I was enjoying myself now and carried on with the kiss until Debbie laughed;“You can get plenty more of that inside; now move on to the last thing that we need you to do.”I reluctantly broke off the kiss.
I reached underneath Barney and stroked his sheath tentatively.
He was warm and he leaned into me.“That’s it baby, nice and gentle,” encouraged Jack. I looked up at Debbie for help but she was pleading with her eyes for me to carry on.There were no signs or notices outside advertising the presence of any sort of club.