A wild grunt rumbled out of his throat, low, deep and menacing. He took another pace forward, dropping lower to the ground and showing all his teeth. ... tried to move to the kitchen’s door; but he suddenly approached me, herding me away from my escape door, towards the corner in the rear. I was beginning to panic.Refusing to be cornered I moved away towards the center of the floor. The dog let me do it. But he suddenly pushed me with his fore claws and knocked me down to the garage floor.I hit. You know that nothing turns me on more than a foot massage. It's like there is a direct nerve from my feet to my pussy and you know just how to stimulate it.My pussy is throbbing in anticipation of it's turn to be bathed. As always, you respond to my needs as if by magic. Your soapy hands are caressing the insides of my legs then up to my hairless mound. I part my legs and you cover my pussy with your hand then begin to rub gently back and forth. One finger has slippped between the swollen lips. I raised myself over him and straddled his body, I had his prick in my hands, I wasn't going to chance it going down, so I was wanking him as I went along, he was at full erection now, and I lifted up one shapely leg and impaled myself on him, we both gasped together.Placing my hands on his upper chest, I began to ride myself on him, he held my thighs, in between driving me further up the wall by grabbing and twisting my nipples almost painfully, we spent quite a time like this before the pot. It was quite a heady feeling to have this much attention. And not just appreciative attention, this was raw and hungry attention. I could smell the man sweat in the air; my pussy dampened even further. We made our way to a makeshift bar where Coop and I toasted each other with a couple shots of Casamigos tequila. That is my one piece of advice for any future gangbang participants; drink plenty of liquor! Although it was freezing outside, it was nice and warm inside, and the tequila warmed me,.