Over the next several seconds, I could feel him expand inside me and we were locked together. Thankfully, it gave me time to catch my breath and somew...at recover.A canines knot was nature's way to ensure pregnancy. During mating, the two dogs were locked together so the bitch couldn't get away effectively forcing her to accept the male dog's semen.For me, it was the ultimate act of submission and something I'd long wanted to experience. I couldn't get away from him and I was his. We were locked. I want to admire your wondrous backside, your inspiringly curvaceous bottom, your classically sculpted ass. You are a work of art, and I will play the part of art critic." (She allowed that she would rather be here in bed with me than on display in a museum.)How can I describe her deliciously ample pear-shaped ass? (She measured 48" at the hips.) Stretching to the far horizons, like the earth viewed from orbit, fecund, the mother of all life. From the dimple at the base of her spine, downward,. “If we did, your hair looked different,” Anders tells her.“Hmm,” Mela purrs. “I’m not really into dying my hair.”“Does it feel hot in here to you?” Anders asks, suddenly feeling stuffy.“I don’t think so,” Mela murmurs.Anders can see beads of perspiration forming on her back. He watches as one appears on her shoulder, and then runs slowly onto her back and down her side. She wiggles, making her head more comfortable, her eyes never leaving the man. As she moves, she lifts herself up a little,. How could I possibly be expected to debate the merits of yams versus sweet potatoes when my thoughts were filled with visions of perfection? "Yams, broccoli, and onions," I said automatically, "and a video camera," I muttered under my breath, as I desperately tried to hold on to the mental images of that incredible bottom. "Oh, don't forget we need a packet of Bisto as well, sweetie." "Bisto browns, Bisto seasons, Bisto thickens, all in one go, so...... pass the gravy, ahhh, Bisto!" Isn't it.