I now think that being constantly aroused by each other, didn’t leave a space for any other steady partner to enter our lives. One morning I woke up...with my regular morning erection and went to pee. Etty was leaning on the sink, brushing her teeth. She was wet from the shower she had just taken. I tried to pass between her protruding ass and the bathtub. As usual I was holding her pelvis to support myself. I tried to lean backwards so my cock wouldn’t push into her ass-cheek. The floor was wet. Then in a flash the dog found its mark and rammed home with all its strength forcing its cock deep into my body. It had been so long since I had felt a real cock inside me rather than the plastic or glass of a bottle I orgasmed and flooded making his passage easier. The dog started to fuck with a frenzy that I had never felt before as it pounded me into oblivion. As the dog pulled on my hips to gain leverage, its back paws scratched on my calves as his frantic fucking continued. Like the dog. I said I was 8" long and 5.5" in circumference.He said, "That is impressive, would you like find out if I am a worthy candidate?" I replied that I was certainly curious to see what was behind that large bulge in his pants. He asked what I expected, did I just want to suck cock or was there more I hoped to explore. I said that I just enjoyed the experience of orally pleasing a big black dick and had only done it a couple times so was pretty inexperienced. I liked the idea of some fun, verbal. , but the Dilbert comic really got me, and I had enjoyed a chuckle as I forwarded it to my dad. He works for the government in an office, and it just seemed to perfectly encapsulate his most recent workplace gripe to me.Although it was raining as I left home I had enjoyed the feeling of walking to the railway station in the drizzle. I consider myself slightly 'sick of the mind' in that I enjoy the rain. I don't know whether it is a 'cleansing' thing, or what else it may be, but either way, I.