Still, no dog likes being trapped, so he’d rather the knot subside. It’ll be a few minutes.I admire my star. The sensation of hot dog sperm splash...ng against her vaginal walls has quaked her into a succession of bone-deep orgasms. The blue undersides of her well-worn running shoes—she just couldn’t get them off—poke out between her sated pet’s back paws.The only drawback to this whole encounter—the only thing the market and my viewers might not like— is that I won’t be able to get a closeup of. There are low leaning trees on either side which along with the bridge itself cast a cool quite shade on the cement footings twenty feet below the roadway. This is my usual afternoon get away during the week, as I have it all to myself. I was under the bridge fishing about six weeks ago in the midst of that heat wave. The shade was cool and there was a light, lazy breeze. After about thirty minutes of nothing much happening, not a nibble, everything was about to change. She came out of nowhere. I try to catch my breath after getting perpetually tickled. She looks at me and says, "Edward, eat your heart out." I roll my eyes at the fact that she's brought up that stupid twilight movie. She considers those vampires to be scary, but she has never seen "30 days of night". Those vampires are fucking frightening.She then stands up and pulls my legs toward her. She kneels in front of me and licks her lips. (We all know what that means.) "Are you nice and wet for me?" she asks as she lightly. "Your turn, Hun." he said.Beth started sucking his cock. I had a moment of indecision, not knowing what to do now that I was on my knees without his cock in my mouth. Master soon made it clear what I should be doing. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my face to the cleft of his ass."Lick my ass, Bitch."I held his cheeks with my hands as I began kissing and licking his ass. Parting his cheeks I took a deep whiff of the earthy scents of his nether region. Pressing my lips to his puckered.