Now he was so turned on he decided to have another go. He seemed extra urgent in his lapping at me and I moved forward on the couch. Kneeling in front of the couch with my body resting on it. Again he followed me around. I didn’t even have to pat him on the head. “You are so lovely” I said and again looked at his extended cock. “Give me more” I cried “I want more”. “Do you like that boy?” I whispered “do you like me playing with your cock?” He made no attempt to move or stop me. I was still excited. I slipped off my panties and let him lick me a couple of times. I came twice before he seemed to get impatient. His cock had not gone down. He saw the opportunity and immediately mounted me. His tail wagged even faster as he realised I wanted what he wanted. I looked at the time and realised it was getting late. Lying in bed that night I thought about him and his lovely big cock as I masturbated. I wiped my face and slipped a hand down and rubbed my still soaked pussy.
