But I could not match hispace, and suddenly as his forepaws shifted I knew hewas close. He exploded inside me, flooding my vagina. And I camewith him,...squeezing his cock still in me. When he wasfinished he slipped out of me, licked me a few goodtimes, and went for a drink of water. It wasn’t long before he was back, and ready for more.He mounted me again, and this time I was a sweaty mess.As he fucked me now, warm dog cum sloshed inside me.And for those who know what I’m talking. So I decided to browse Craigslist, looking for someone local. After posting my ad, looking for NSA sex. I sat back and waited. Within minutes, I received over a dozen new messages. But none of them really appealed to me. Then after a few hours of receiving numerous messages, from both women and some men. I finally got a hit. She was an older white tranny who loved BBC. Her message said: "I'd love for you to fuck me with your big black cock. I'll be your little white slut, Daddy."Then she. Hum dono idhar udhar ki baaten karne lage aur maine use bataya ki main it main hoon . Ye sun ke us ne mujhe bataya ki vo bhi job dhoondh rahi hai aur us ne muhjhe apne resume ki ek copy bhi di . Hum aise hi baat karte rahe phir rajiv chowk aa gaya aur vahan se use metro change karni thi maine us se pucha kuch khaogi . Us ne bhi okay kaha aur phir hum dono aise hi casually baaten karte rahe aur thodi bahut flirting bhi . Us ne mujhe bataya ki use movies dekhne ka bahut shauk hai to maine bola. Her name (as I would later find out) was Rayven Billingsley. I had never met her and, to my knowledge, she had never been at any of the other parties I’d attended. Which meant she was either a new hire or a girlfriend/wife of one of the other employees. I assumed it was the latter. She was good-looking and outgoing; definitely younger than me, but not by much. Her date/husband was Orlando Washington, some nobody who’d been hired only a couple of years ago. Him I knew. Rayven I didn’t.So you.