Yet, even though I have a cat, (actually, it is my girlfriend’s cat) I am a dog guy and will always be a dog guy. I love dogs and am not ashamed to ...rite that I love dogs. ‘Dogs! I love you, all of you, whether you are a Great Dane or a Chiwowa.’ There, I feel better now getting that off my chest. Ah, shit, I just stepped in, yep, you guessed it, dog shit. Oh, well, it is a small price to pay. ‘Honey, can you clean off my shoe, again? I stepped in dog shit, again.’ See? Loving a dog is never. I kissed it fondly and began to swivel my tongue around it. I passionately suckled on it, watching his expression as he moaned my name. My movements were smooth with a nice rhythm to it. Soon, he was throbbing in my mouth. His orgasm waved through him like the ocean. I swallowed every drop of him down. He gently pulled me down onto the bed, so he was on top of me once more. He guided his member inside of me, which caused me to cry out. I always enjoyed it when he put himself inside me, it made. "Isn't that true, Will-ard?... Wouldn't you be a bit disappointed, were I to leave you, on a Wednesday night, for another man? Especially since history suggests you're unlikely to find any joy in the arms of Tess, the Wednesday Night Nervous Nellie, the Nun for a Day." Wilbur's a nice young man," I said, "and I wish him well. But not that well. You stay here with us, Kimmy, and we will see what comes up. In all likelihood, whatever it is, it's likely you'll get first dibs on it."Something did. My hand slipped between her legs and two fingers stroked the lengthy of her slit, slipping easily in the wet warmth, teasing her from her ass to her clit as my mouth covered her mound and my tongue teased her toward release. She responded by wrapping her legs over my back and holding me against her, her moans getting louder as I kept up my assault on her clit and pussy with my mouth and hand. As she tensed and I heard the pitch of her moans increase, just as she was about to cum, my little.