Breakdown.I can't remember where I heard the word, but I think it is not a goodword. I wish I could remember why.****I remember where I heard my word....There were two voices, talkingnearby. One was a soft, high voice, and it said something I could notunderstand. Then the other voice, which was deeper and louder,responded by saying my word.The soft-voiced one did not like the word. I heard it crying. I don'twant it to cry, because the voice reminded me of something happy.*****I am learning more. ” I showed him the study of Kevin I was working on.“Think you could draw a picture of me?”“I can draw it today if you have time. It’d be good practice.”“Ok, right after the other thing.”When we got to Benjie’s house, his sister wasn’t home, but Benjie led me to his bedroom anyway. He asked me to bend over on the bed, facing away from him.“I want to pretend I’m fucking a girl,” he explained.“Sure thing.” I was actually a little miffed that he didn’t want to look at me, but I figured it was worth. Im on the pill, I replied. I kept up a steady rhythm until I leaned forward and licked his dick. He groaned loudly and told me not to stop. The taste was salty and masculine and it wasnt all that bad. Thats when I worked up the courage to put it into my mouth. His hand came up and he placed it in my hair, not pushing me, but just holding me in that position. I took it as far as I could, but I couldnt get it all the way down my throat. We stayed like this until me put me up on his bed and. We had a nice long and safe walk with Bruno during the day and he was loving being outside and was in a really playful mood.On getting home he had a nap and Mike and I talked over how things have progressed of late.I admitted really enjoying the session/s I have had with him and our dog now and told him I keen to continue, so long as he was okay with it and we all remained safe and only did it with him on a ‘special’ basis.As much as I am loving being a ‘dogslut’ I still crave men and want to.