When he stopped talking, I knew he needed his release. I should probably explain "Horn dog." Several years earlier, I was at a school friend’s house... We were out behind her barn, watching one of her pet male dogs trying to mount a female. The poor male dog was in such a state of frenzied excitement. He was jumping and lunging all around the bitch. He would whine so pitifully. I felt so sorry for the poor guy. My friend called him a “horn-dog” as well. For some reason, that’s how I always. “At one point, while I was making love to her on this bed, I stuffed these panties into her tiny little pussy. I had some trouble getting them inside her at first, but they slipped right in after I spit all over her cunt. “She came for me while these panties were inside her, Karl. See, they’re still wet.” Laci thrust the panties up to my face and I inhaled. It was too much. My back arched, my cock popped out of her pussy, and I began spraying jets of hot white sperm. “Oh fuck!” I yelled,. I was going to raid with my guild tonight.’ ‘No, you’re not.’ She said, cat-got-the-mouse smile spreading across her face. She came closer, face an inch from my ear and her hand toying with my pants zipper. ‘I’m.. not..’ ‘You’re not. You’re going to make me dinner…’ hot breath on my neck ‘..we’ll have awkward innuendo ridden conversation, Well, awkward for you anyways…’ lips on my ear lobe ‘and then, you’ll show me your cock.’ ‘And then?’ ‘And then, we’ll see what happens.’ She said, releasing. “Are you hurt? Fiona?” Chelsea asked, a little concerned I might have just fallen and couldn’t get up.I couldn’t talk, but I gave her a thumbs-up, still panting and giving shallow breaths. I was gasping and heaving, unable to restrain myself from bucking around on the wooden planks beneath me.“Holy fucking Jesus,” I exclaimed as I thumped my head down on the floor and remained in a prone position.“Wow,” Rebecca said, amazed at the sight before her.“Now that was a spanking,” I said, finally able.