It would be so much easier and the experience more pleasurable not to fight him. The sun had been up for only a couple of hours when I felt Titan’s fully erect penis behind me, roughly probing for entry again. I ran my hand over his soft furry underbelly and gradually caressed and fondled him. I could feel his warm essence, and I started cumming as he unloaded, and his knot swelled, his cock seemingly becoming even longer and thicker. I reached down and forcibly pushed his mouth away just as my orgasm blossomed and began to wash over me. Although I sometimes felt that I was not the one in control, that it was Titan (just as it had been his father) who controlled and dominated our relationship, in all honesty, that situation was fine with me. I think it was then that my feelings for and about Mark began to change. . By the time Titan had brought me to orgasm a third time, I was weak with exhaustion but still aware of him straddling my legs and beginning to probe and thrust at my wet, fragrant pussy. To his surprise, Mark came upon Titan and me “playing.” I don’t know how long he had stood there watching us, but I can imagine the sight we must have made .
