She began thrashing even more violently as she fell the long cock slapping across her stomach. Every time he tried, Bethany would start to squeal. Bethany began to struggle, wriggling and squirming to get away from the overly attentive dog. Who knows,” he tilted his head at her, a sense of dread filling her exhausted body as he quoted words, she herself had told a co-worker, “This may be more than just a fling. Can’t have you biting or being wild.” He sat back down on the couch, admiring the exposed woman in front of him. She had the soft ankle boots, the sweater, the scarf. Finally, Michael pointed at a toilet, the only fixture besides the hose. The world spun while she came, Duke having stopped thrusting as the engorged base of his penis locked him in with the bitch beneath him. Both adults started laughing, and Bethany was pleased to see that Michael was much more relaxed and comfortable than when they had talked at the park. Bethany awoke with a pounding behind her eyes. So, I think I’ll put you in the kennel with the other dogs.” This time when Bethany fought, he just laughed, and dragged her along.
