Sit.” Now Kong was really growling… pulling his lips back so I could see his lower teeth, they still reminded me of the tusks of a wild boar. Damn. My dogs. And Mac put his head against my chest. Hard to say because it seemed he was still standing perfectly still. An electric jolt went through my body… right below my belly button. I tried to clench down on Kong’s cock… make myself tighter for him… make him rape that little cunt… licking up and down his teeth… mumbling more… yearning for his cum… but afraid of how much he would shoot into me, how he would flood his bitch… another wave of pleasure running through me as I looked into Kong’s eyes… “Breed your bitch, Sir… breed your bitch… please… breed me, Sir”. We woke up in the same position we had fallen asleep… everything in my body hurt and I felt cold. But Mac still came closer, slowly… I held out my hand… I needed to feel my dog in my arms… my dog.
