After Buster shot his semen into Katy's eager pussy, he ambled off disinterestedly. As Katy caught her breath, she felt another presence in the room-- Clara was standing in the doorway to the foyer, her bag resting at her feet. Katy lay naked on the ground before her.
"My my, we're catching on fast, aren't we?" she said with a sly grin. "I'm guessing we're alone here."
Katy, flushed and sweaty and sticky from dog sex, looked up and nodded numbly.