I felt my arms go weak and was sure he would forced my shoulders to the ground but he held me up between his front legs and the Lab was back under me ...t my tits and holding me up from the front.The Dane humped me time and time again, trying to get that thing in me and each time he hit all around into my poor body. He was enormous and his knot was as big around as a ripe orange. He was hurting me as his sharp pointed cock kept hitting me. I hoped he would give up and let me go but just then he. You are not totally drunk but have a nice buzz going.She turns off the current street that we are on on to a smaller street with less traffic and pulls over. You look over to her questionably. She turns to you and says, "Wanna play? I am in the mood for some fun." Your cock twitches at the word "play", because it usually means that she has something kinky and fun in mind."What do you want to do?", you ask her. "Its a secret." she giggles. "If you want to play, get out of the car, strip and put. There were special circumstances," I suggested."You mean your wife?" she asked with a raised eyebrow."Ex-wife." I'm sorry, that was thoughtless and inconsiderate of me," she said."Not a problem. It was a bloodless parting." And then you vanished." Well, I don't know about vanished. You found me," I chuckled."True. When I saw you at the restaurant last night, I was surprised. I thought you might have headed for some glamour spot like Las Vegas or the Riviera." Why would you think that?" I was. ’ Fifty minutes later I walked up the stairs of a sixty-year-old building that showed every one of those years and knocked on the door of 309. She opened the door, she looked like shit. She was wearing a baggy sweatshirt and pants with worn flip-flops for shoes. Her hair was a dirty blond that hadn’t been washed in a day or so. But it was her sunken eyes—an equal mixture of blue and red—that told me she hadn’t slept in a while. She might be pretty. She was about five-foot-eight or so, but with.