I feel your legs begin to buckle and your cum comes flooding in my mouth. “Oh god that felt good” you pant. You fall back on the bed. “Get...undressed and join me” you tell me. I don’t need asking twice and I am soon naked on the bed. My cock is rock hard again. You tell me to lie still. I see your shoes coming towards me. You grab my cock between your shoes and masturbate my cock. It doesn’t take you long before you soon get bored of that. “What a waste of a nice hard cock” you tell. . Yep, hot and perky as ever. I could feel his eyes all over me. Practically undressing me. Which, I'd let him do anyway, he only had to act interested. We continued to talk, about anything that we could think of. There wasn't a spark but there definitely was a lot of sexual tension between us. "Wanna dance?" He asked.He grabbed my hand and led me to the dance floor. The song had just changed to Sugar, We're Goin Down, by Fall Out Boy, so we had just about four minutes of grinding before us. I. I stood there and I untied my robe then I whipped it open exposing my fake hard cock to her. I took my hand and I pumped it back and forth on my fake cock. Gina was looking up at me from the sofa, she was looking more at my tits than she was at my fake cock. I removed my hand from the fake cock. I used both of my hands as I caressed my breasts as I stood in front of her. Gina stood up and she helped me out of my robe. She rubbed her fully clothed body against mine as she did. Gina left my robe. I was only kidding around. Plus, I think he has something for you.”Cindy had her arms crossed and turned away. She didn't even want to look at her dad and that awful mutt he brought home. She felt like a fool, her pretty made-up face glistening in doggy drool as it was.“Don't be like that, babydoll. Look at what he has for you,” the man insisted.“No, please bring him somewhere else.”“Look at what he has between his legs,” the man insisted.Cindy took a look. Her dad was right. The animal.