They helped the most, really, to understand all this wild stuff about sex and girls.By the time I'd entered my teens, well my dick was just hard all t...e time, just taking every thought I had. If you're a guy, maybe you remember. It's all I wanted to do.So, one Saturday morning, we were in the family room watching cartoons (yes, you watched them, too, I'll bet) and I had a blanket over me as I played quietly with my dick when my oldest cousin come in the room in nothing but a teeshirt to ask one. Her husband was well gone when she immerged from the shower, she walked nude into her bedroom, giving herself an inspection. There was no sign of the bruising her tits had suffered, not that she minded for the attention they were getting plus what that triangle of hair was receiving had her full support and encouragement, even her bottom that had received its fair share of cock was showing no discomfort. She applied make-up not too much but enough for an interested male to consider her. "Not really," Seth replied. "I was just trying to find out more about him." So it looks like when you just let him feed you things, the strongest memories come out," Sarah mused."What do you mean?" Seth asked."Well, he remembered his father's death, his big breakup, his first sex, his favorite pet. Those are all things that were big events, things that he would remember clearly. When you went searching for memories without specifying anything, those strong memories came to the surface. I'll try. The dog lowered his head and again the girl pressed her lips to his. She sucked his doggy tongue into her mouth and sucked hard, loving the feel of his saliva sliding down her throat.The teenager's eyes rolled back in her head, her breathing grew even more ragged, and her body writhed more violently as the dog fucked her closer and closer to orgasm."Ahhhhh, yesss," she squealed as she felt the full length of his throbbing prick in her cunt.Dee glanced down and moaned. It was a thrill to see the.