After he woke up next to Betty at the pond, he walked over to the shore to take in some refreshment. Lapping away he spied a rabbit on the other side,...and so the chase was on.Hotdog was merrily chasing his prey for a good half hour before he finally tired of this game and started for town. Not even thinking about Betty's gift from earlier.Upon reaching his neighborhood, he met up with some of his canine pals.{{Hey Hotdog! Whacha been doing all day?}} Asked Shep, a huge German Shepherd.{{Nothing. I will give him word of your visit, and he will seek you out once he has returned.”“Is the Lady Nicole present?” he asked, ignoring my entreaty to leave. “I could discuss it with her.”“No, good sir, she is not here either,” I explained. Suddenly, he pushed his way through the door.“Monsieur Louvel!” I shouted, “You are not welcome! You must leave at once!”“I am sorry, my Lady,” he said, trying to quiet me. “I am here under false pretenses. My master, Jacques le Gris, has sent me to find out if. As his cock slide in and out of my ass, my own fingers snaked down to where there was a throbbing ache, between my legs. My pussy was slick from all of the excitement; I had never been so wet before.Seeing where my hand was going, Nick lifted my leg up so that I had better access to my pleasure center.With every thrust my finger traced a circle around my clit, causing an intense bolt of pleasure to run through my body. Each bolt also caused me to tighten around my boyfriend’s cock.Nick’s thrust. I kept sucking on her tittles. I started to caress her pussy; she was closing up her legs to resist so I fucking smacked her hard to remind her ass that I was not in the mood for her shit. To be honest, I loved her resisting…made it more fun for me. I shoved my fingers up her pussy and started to fuck her with two fingers. It took a little while but she pussy was getting wet. I got up off the bed, took out a condom and made my way between her legs. I opened the whore’s legs wide and slipped.