- - -He Five foot four inches in height, the mouse brown hair straggly,uncombed, heaven only knows when that face had a shave never even a facecloth. ...is hands are ragged and the nails broken and dirty.She Five foot four inches in height, her hair style is a soft gentlewave, mouse blonde cooler looked after with her regular visits to herhair stylist, as is her hands and nails with a soft light red polish.- - -His light blue eyes dull and almost lifeless at what he is.Her light blue eyes. I put that down to me not having any sort of action for seemingly ages, and having a particular penchant for cuddling.I took him back to my mum's, who lives a short drive from Heathrow, and speaks far better Portuguese than me. He was going to stay there as my tiny studio flat didn't have a spare bed or even a sofa to sleep on.The following day on a Saturday evening, I took him out into town to show him around my favourite haunts. It was nearly Christmas, so a lot of my old friends were back. So, it seemed. I still saw the paw of the dog, so I was still able to see its main status rows. 'Unknown object found. Investigating.' showed the UI. 'Am I the unknown object? And what investigating means in this case?' I pondered. I did not need to think about it for very long. Very soon I heard sniffing happening at few directions. I felt soft fur brush at the side of my body and something licking back of my neck. Everything happened so in sync that I was sure every dog AI around me had the. "I need you to take me here in the shower." Mm, my horny little slut, I need to wash your filthy cunt. You're filled with cum, just like a dirty whore should be," I said in a deep, low voice inches from her ear before nibbling at the back of her neck.Like a kitten whose mother has it captured by the scruff, she was rendered helpless. I rubbed the shower gel over her tender, bruised nipples and wiped the remains of semen from her well-used pussy and ass. Then I took both of her hands in one of.