It wasn’t a guy’s, it was a German Shepard’s…
“That wasn’t so bad, was it, Livvy. Last thing. Don’t worry. Having already left my sneakers by the back door, it didn’t take me long to shed everything, including my bra and my panties (which were embarrassingly damp at this point – in fact, I was leaking pretty heavily in anticipation). Kiss.”
I let out a startled gasp, surprised as Loki stepped forward and started licking my face. While she didn’t say the words, I knew what would happen if we continued. I watched her lift her glass to her lips and take a small sip before setting it down on one thigh, fingers cupping the bowl, her expression, eager. Glad I was able to record the entire thing.”
I blushed hard, my face burning as I looked away from her, staring, once again, at the mirror and my canine lover who, for the moment, was content to stand there, his prick embedded in me…
Eventually, the swelling went down enough for him to slip out.
