She wriggled herself off of his hand and felt her inner skin drag slightly as her body tried to keep the source of so many sensations within her. She...turned and looked up at his face. She recognised the glow of contentment that he always had whenever he had succeeded in pleasuring her in such away. He always seemed to get more pleasure from pleasing her than he did from his own. Although of course there were the occasions when he would take her for his own use pleasing himself on occasions. Still he couldn't find what he was looking for.))((He reaches a house that seemed familiar to him. Oh sure, this was his friend Betty's home. The scent he was searching for was emanating from there.))(("Gruff!" {Gosh! She must have gotten a friend for me, } he thought to himself.))((Into the yard he bounded. There in the middle of the backyard was this beauty of a Golden Retriever. True it's color was strange for a dog, a bright yellow, but what does a dog care about that. So Hotdog started. I hate routine sex and tried too many times to made involved her in my desires, but never find a good ending.Another side of my life is that I've been reached to be in charge of many persons in different works, even in military service, making me growing like a leader.I don't pretend to say that I'm the perfect "dictator". Nothing as far as. But I feel comfortable taking desitions. After a time, I decided to split from her. It was a hard desition but I must do it.During a time living alone,. He extended his arms to her sides and pushed his cock in another 2-3 inches. She moaned. Little did she know there was another 6 inches to follow. He leaned in and kissed her neck, working his way to her lips. He kissed her gently and whispered “can your pussy handle my ten inch cock?” Sara’s eyes bugged wide as he slide another two inches inside her. He pulled his cock all the way out and she gasped. Cliff continued to slowly move in and out of her ass. Spreading her lips, Marcus shoved his.