He moves forward, his front paws scrabbling over her back, scratching down her sides, wrapping under her belly, as he pulls himself onto her back... �...�Yeessssss!” She squeals ... Looking up at her audience and pulling a dirty face – pouting and hungry looking as the dog gets closer to penetration... He’s jerking his crotch toward her back-end, his pink lipstick tip cock poking out of the sheath and stabbing at her pussy. Pushing against her, shuffling his hindfeet on the stage, looking for grip. Because this cowgirl ain't going to put out for anyone but Erast and he's been so busy I hardly see him. We are like two ships that never pass in the night. I secretly think he's planned it this way because he's afraid I might try to get him drunk again. Shit! He doesn't have to worry about that, because other than when he's playing in the band or tonight I haven't seen him drinking - in fact I've barely seen him at all.One of the new cowboys at the bar grabs my ankle and yells, "Hey you little. Each time my crotch region hit her crotch region our bodies were producing a sound chuck. Each time there was a chuck sound I realized that my cock tip was touching her G-spot and hence she was moaning “aaahhhh”. The sounds emanating from our bedroom were chuck “aaahhhh” chuck “aaahhhh” chuck “aaahhhh” for each stroke.After 30 or 40 strokes I ejaculated and at the same time my mom had an orgasm with a long moan “aaahhh ccchaaandduu, suuuperr raaaaa, haaaa.” We finished that time. I realized. .. will they still, uh, search you if you’re ... not big,” I finished awkwardly.“Yes, yes. That’s it,” Mrs. Yamato said.I could see now that she was blushing, or at least, I sensed she was embarrassed.“Yes, they will. They have to, it’s part of the procedure.”“Oh,” she looked quite disappointed. “Even if...” her voice trailed off.“It should be quick,” I said, then felt like an idiot making fun of her small breasts. I mean, they were small but looking at them now, I sure wouldn’t mind taking.