He humped my hand again, but I didn’t let gothis time. I gripped a tighter as I saw his knot getswollen and hard. My mouth was watering and I co...ldn’t believe I wasgetting turned on by jacking off a dog. The front of myshorts were getting soaked and you could see thewetness through them since I had no panties on. Maxhumped like crazy and I just kept on going telling him“GOOD BOY”, “FUCK THAT HAND”, he whimpered as his doggycock pumped out stream after stream. I realized that I really needed to get a diet coke and some handy wipes and my only option at that time of night was the Union 76. I got in my car, and as I did, the face in the window tracked my every move, but it was not hostile or threatening. He just noted what was going on, and as I got in my car, I saw him smile at me. I drove from the Westside parking lot to the Union 76 parking lot, and all the way the kindly face tracked me. I pulled in, stopped the car, and got out and walked in the. .in a sea of bliss. I woke up every morning with mom by my side, now mobile enough to roll over and mount her, though most often she preferred sitting on me, or occasionally fucking doggy-style, particularly if we positioned ourselves there on the bed so we could watch one another in the mirror.I had now gotten one cast off my arm entirely, the other more of a short wrist brace that I could at least remove from time to time as I built up my strength again, though the rehabilitation I was going. Her eyes fluttered open and her mouth made motions, but no sound came out. I smiled down at her, and she looked up at me in confusion. Then her eyes traveled down from my face over the rest of my body, and I realized that I was straddling her with my hard member jutting out for anyone to see. When her eyes got there they widened and she finally spoke. "Wha?" she said, then the flood of input must have been too much for her, and her eyes rolled back into her head and she fainted.By the time.