At night when we were sitting around watching movies, her Staffy (whose name I don’t remember) charged into the room with his red cock fully erect. ...eing all of us young, we squealed and laughed and said how gross it was, and pushed him away. When everyone was asleep that night, I gave him a hand job.When I was ten or so, two things happened. First of all, my family got another dog: a White Shepherd rescued from an animal shelter. He wasn’t de-sexed, had no name, and we were unsure as to how. I would travel to their home and spend two days and three nights. In the weeks leading up to meeting with JJ and his girlfriend, I abstained from masturbating and I even fasted in an attempt to lose a few pounds. Finally the day arrived for me to travel to Virginia. The anticipation was killing me. I was nervous as hell, as JJ’s girlfriend would be the first woman I would be with since the early days of my marriage, when I was involved in several workplace affairs. I was so horny I was temped. He likely winked at me, there was no way this conversation, and that wink was a coincidence. I was right. He makes his way over to me, assuming me not creasing my brow, that I was teasing him. his hand reaches my leg, just like where it did before. Only this time I'm standing, and his small height makes him just level to me this time. His other hand reaches around the back of my body. I feel it stroking down my back. Why am I not doing anything? I should be doing something! I put my hand on his. Lifting my leg up and placing my foot onto his thigh he moved his fingers deeper into me. In the thralls of the moment I reached back my arms, one steadily popping open my bra while the other hooked around his neck once more, pulling his head into my neck. His left hand pulled round my side, squeezing and rubbing my tits, feeling both nipples fully erect as I felt my hips lower and push against his hand. ‘So dirty.’ he whispered, his lips pressed into my neck and his fingers pulsed faster.