She also had said she would bring groceries for the weekend and the fridge was stocked with lunch meat, mayo, hamburgers, mustard, eggs, bacon, all th... things we'd need including four bottles of wine. We added our four bottles as well and knew we probably had enough.She began working in the kitchen while Lauren began in the second bedroom, the one her mom would be using, while I went outside and began cleaning up downed limbs and such.After a bit, Lauren called me in and there was dinner,. I couldn’teven believe I was thinking of jacking off my belovedpet let alone lusting to do it. I gripped his sheathand gently began coaxing his doggy cock out. It was so warm and quickly started dripping with doggyjuice. Casper really started to move his hips in timewith my hand and was licking my face so much itstarted getting gross. “Ohh you like that boy? Youlike it when I play with your doggy dick?” I said as istarted jacking faster “Well boy if you won’t. “Let's make a little adjustment.”He reached under my throat at my jaw with his hand and pulled me forward until my shoulders just reached the edge of the couch. He was shifting around but all I could tell was his dick was stimulating something of the animal in me. “You're doing great.”My eyes were still closed. From the feeling he was pretty deep and I could tell he was really working my throat but was almost afraid to look. He kept fucking that monster in and out while I just laid there. The. I worked hard because falling was most unpleasant and some choking! I felt I was wearing stockings, having worn mother’s for so many illicit wanking sessions on my parents bed!“Move those hips more, what kind of sissy c***d are you?” I was angry and fed up obeying his stupid instructions and suddenly courage found my voice! “I not a sissy or a fucking c***d you felon… This is i*****l.” My brief courage faded rather quickly.“You are not a c***d? So you have slept with many women? No? You shake.