I took Janie’s advice to heart. A year on, Boots was fit and healthy with a shining coat and a wet nose that she liked to shove under the blankets a...d touch to some random part on my body to wake me up screaming in the mornings. She was well-trained and incredibly bright, and she’d even coaxed me into running with her twice a day, which was not only fun, it gave me actual muscles in my legs. She was always loving and had the kindest heart for everyone – except the postman, who was actually a. They were the dark haired guys with much tan, the typical latino lovers. Not like our guys in Poland. I sat on the back seat with the hottest looking one, but he seemed a bit shy. These guys from the front turned back at me and whistled, and one of them told me,"Touch his prick!"I hesitated, but my hand did the job for me. Oh girl, I tell you, he had quite a boner! For some reason he was nervous. He liked it, it was easy to tell, but he seemed kind of embarrassed ."He can't believe he will. Just then his Mum walked in. She had been out and I didn’t hear her come back. Anyway, she was standing there looking awfully annoyed. “What have you done?” She definitely was annoyed. Robert and I stood up and both stammered a, “Sorry.” “Really? Just sorry are you?” She looked at me then at Robert. I said, “I’ll get a pan and brush,” and ran out of the room. I heard his Mum’s raised voice as I found the pan and brush and dashed back in to the living room. Just as I entered I heard Robert. I would normally take my forefinger and rub it in at the underside of my cock, that sensitive area just beneath the head. I give my thighs a hard squeeze together, squishing both balls and vibrator tightly together. I watch as an even bigger glob of precum appears. My mind is spinning with thoughts of cumming for some, any mysterious female reading this. The precum dribbles ever so slowly down the side of my cock. But still…no hands allowed. My cock pulses now with every single heart beat. My.