A brief conversation in the car

In the car Kelly looked at Mimi, she was flushed and looked shattered. Kelly asked how she felt and Mimi put Kelly's left hand on her feasted-upon cunt and said that 'that dog pushing his snout up my skirt, making me his meal, mmm Kelly, I fucking loved it! I didn't want him to stop, he conquered me, Kelly, he fucking ate my open, soaked, dripping cunt, in the church grounds Kelly! When he pushed me against the tree, I actually spread my thighs for him to get further in me, to get more from me, to taste me more, to **** that amazing, fucking beautiful snout on my lips, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, I need that dog to have me again, I want to feed him, I want to nourish him, I want that big, black dog to fucking violate me!'

Mimi parked the car momentarily while Kelly, stunned but loving Mimi's arousal, stroked Mimi's ravaged, pillaged, dined-on cunt, asked her if she was okay to drive.

Mimi looked at Kelly, gave her a little kiss, looked down at Kelly's hand, playfully ran her fingers on it and told the blonde, with quiet resolve 'yes, I'm fine, I can drive; but Farid must not know about this, or the next time that perhaps, possibly, maybe (she smiled and winked at Kelly) that dog scents a meal up my skirt. Muslims don't like dogs and I am now Muslim property, especially my fertile pussy; I cannot risk losing all that, Kelly, I really can't, I need it more than I can say. So please, please DON'T not tell Farid!'

Kelly assured her that she wouldn't.

Mimi hadn't meant to utter the word 'fertile', she wanted Farid to tell Kelly what he was doing to Mimi on christmas day, and why. It was the most beautiful, submissive, overwhelming joy for her and she wanted to enjoy every reaction, every second of when Farid told her, at home, while Mimi watched.

Kelly did notice the word, 'fertile' and wondered and hoped, and removed her hand from Mimi's cunt and placed it on he own as Mimi started the car.