I noticedhis long, pink, cock of his standing out as I bathed his chest andabdomen. After a while, I got bolder and took his cock into my handsand gen...ly stroke it. The dog didn’t object, in fact he seemed to likeit. He stepped out of the tub and sat in front of me so I could get abetter grip. I gently stroked his pink pud up and down. After a lot ofthought, I lowered my face to his 11″ rod. I pretended that it was aguy’s dick except thinner. I gently sucked his throbbing. She tried to keep her body erect, tried to keep as much of herself as possible from making contact with whatever had itself wrapped around her.Her resolve weakened when his heat began to seep into her freezing bones. The warmth of his breath tickled her ear, further testing her limits. She wanted to scream, to lash out at him, but all she could manage was a hollow moan.The arms that had snaked around her held her fast in their hard grip. They didn't feel like those appendages of her earlier. I warned you that I've now got some large sexual needs that will take a special man to satisfy. Now follow me." Sonja picked up the loose end of my leash and led me, strangely enough, into the ensuite closet."What are we doing in here?" To say the least, I was more than a little confused."Get on your knees." Sonja's voice was stern... insistent. There was no room for debate so I dropped to my knees finding me staring right at her crotch. Mmmm, I could see through the lace that she was shaved. “About time you walked track, Hayden. Kylie’s been kicking it out here for six months every night,” she said. I knew Kylie. She was a girl at my high school and she looked a little like Alicia Silverstone. Kylie was very pretty and one of the girls I considered an attention whore because she dressed like a slut. She looked a lot like her mother in the face except not as haggard from rough living. Charity’s expression suggested nothing but contempt for us both.“What are you doing out here White.