Things were slightly different next door.As soon as Jerry got into bed, his big cock sprang up to attention. The potent young boy was accustomed to ja...king off each night before he went to sleep. It had become such a habit that he beat his prick and shot his wad even on the odd night when he wasn't feeling horny.Naturally, his mindless prick rose by ritual.But tonight was different.Jerry was determined not to frig himself off and refused to so much as touch his cock and balls, knowing that if. A good way to meet people. If you know what I mean,” he winks at me. “I never thought of it that way. We’ll see! I’ll keep that in mind though.” We make small talk for a while longer, before I decide to finally head up to my room. I’m tired and want to get some sleep. I have to go home early tomorrow, house cleaning and shopping needs to be done. * The next morning comes all too fast. I hop downstairs to the spa and get a much needed massage. It always amazes me how well they make me feel.. . However!(this is the crazy part I honestly can't understand and which really screws my head up)At other times I stare at a dog's owner and shudder with excitement at the thought of my sheer "dirtiness". It really turns me on, that I've gone down onto my knees for a dog... and happily let it fuck me as it's responsive and willing 'bitch'... I wonder if they'd even believe me if I blurted it right out that I had once let a dog just like theirs actually get its cock deep inside me, worse I'd had. His hair was brown, what I could see of it sticking out from under a baseball cap that he was wearing backwards. He had on a tank top and was wearing baggy cargo shorts."You got any tools?" I asked. "All I've got is this piece-of-shit pliers and it's not working for shit."He grinned and nodded, "I've got some better stuff than that in my saddle bag." He turned and walked over to his bike and I felt my dick begin to wiggle as I watched his bubble butt going to the bike. He rummaged around and.