With a guttural moan I reached forward encircling the base of his cock with both hands pulling it down to meet my mouth, greedily sucking out more of ...is thick juice while working my tongue into his slit. The taste was a potent mix of salt and musk and my throat contracted involuntarily, gulping down the clumpy slime as if to drain every drop from the swollen glands buried deep within his body. Jamal reached down and caressed my face with his hand before moving it gently behind my head where it. That seemed to be the only encouragement he needed. He started to eat his way through my ass feverishly, and I found myself burying my face in my pillow to hide my moans.“Come on, Nate, tell me what you really feel right now, and remember, I don't like liars.”I felt tears spring to my eyes, there was no point in denying it. My hips wriggled back at him begging him to continue, and my dick had begun to rise. My body was giving myself away. “It feels incredible” I whispered. “Please don't stop,. ..”We cut to see Albert, sitting on a couch, talking to camera. Stan laid out on the floor at his feet. His accent is a little croaky, too many cigarettes. “My name’s Albert, I’ve never been married, and I’ve always loved dogsluts ... When I retired, I bought a dog for companionship, and I made sure I got one with all of his parts in working order ... I hoped that I’d meet lots of young ladies who would want to play with him ... And you know what ... I did! I suddenly found that young ladies. He pulled back from her mouth, tasting blood. Still she had the animal look. Michael grabbed her head; tipping it back he bit into her neck. She screamed again, he felt her explode once more. Her nails bloodied him arms once again. Michael debated whether to push her away or ride it out. Riding it out won over. Finally she slowed and released her hold on his arms. Michael let go of her neck and she relaxed against his chest. Her breathing was still rapid, so Michael began stroking her back and.