I do like to keep it long. at least to the back of my shoulder blades.Me and a friend of mine were walking to my house one day and we got to the front...of his house, and we saw a large tractor in front of his house. And of course it being almost autumn, he was packing up and preparing to go back to his farm for harvest. He of course kept 2 English Mastiff's with him because he needed the extra weight to help carry some of the heavy items. I didn't get to know the dog's very well, but well enough. ..' I cried out in fear as Charlie pushed my legs apart and parted my buttocks, Charlie said something to Bruce as to my rosebud, I had no ideal what he meant. Then I could feel Charlie kneel between my thighs and spread my buttocks apart. Charlie spit and it struck me right in my anal opening. The next thing I felt was the head of Charlie' dick spreading his spit around my ass hole. I screamed as I felt the size of his dick head and realized that Charlie was bigger than Bruce, It was then I. I realized that the warm feeling I had been getting was him feeding on me, but I was confident in my assessment that he wouldn’t make me his next victim. He wanted me to panic, to flee and leave him, but I couldn’t. instead I leaned forward and embraced him. He became very shocked at my reaction. ‘Who made you the way you are?’ I asked. ‘I have never told this story before,’ he said, as he sat down, ‘but I have rehearsed this over and over in my head, at least a hundred times. I was born in. Mowing these lawns on my own schedule let me make all my practices and my games.One of my jobs was a large yard for Mrs. Baker and her husband. They were new to the neighborhood. She was an eleventh grade English teacher. She was about ten years older than my mother who was thirty-seven years old at the time. Mrs. Baker was hot for an older woman, she was about 5’6” she had a thin build with small tits and long red hair. She seldom wore a bra and her nipples seemed like they were always hard..