Once the scene was secured he made some notes on a pad he carried inside his shirt pocket with a pencil. (Ink can freeze.) Then he returned to the Pos... to await Mary's call. In retrospect of the day's events he was pretty exhausted from the high stress of trying to save the child. After opening a can of beans and warming it still in the can on top of the heater, he sat down to watch the news on the 19-inch TV in the Post Lounge. The rescue had already drawn some news people who picked up their. I swallowed it all. Why not I thought. There was no use spitting it out and then cleaning it up later. Well Bud hopped off of Ted and stood there ass to ass with him, this time not trying to pull away. He was a good dog and a fast learner. By this time I had a major hard on in my pants so I unzipped and pulled it out to see what Bud would do. He licked it eagerly. That tongue felt great. My cock drooled precum and when I was sure it was going to cum I backed out of his reach. I had a better. I want you all to myself. Why should I share such a stud with anyone? I want to screw your arse off every night and most mornings too."He grinned with satisfaction, keeping his body pressed closely against hers to prolong their mutual closeness. This was what he enjoyed almost as much as fucking. The quiet intermingling of minds that followed an exhausting fuck, when all the world was at peace and their minds were connected telepathically. If only it could last for longer."My legs are. I like feeling soft, fragrant hair brushing against my face and chest while a hot bitch is on top of me, bouncing up and down, riding my long thick cock. Large, voluptuous tits bouncing against my chest. I was holding my throbbing cock as I was checking her out. I had my back to the door and quietly locked it as I nodded my head and smiled, saying hi.I walked to the counter and looked down at her cunt in side her tight jeans, her pussy lips spread open by the front seam. I stared at her pussy.