" her stare intensified and I was like a rabbit in headlights. "Let me see please. Just drop your trousers for me will you."Fumbling I did so, not dar...ng to question her right to strip me. My cock spoke for me anyway, it was rearing already. Well, I was just eighteen. She gestured to me to remove my underpants, holding out her wastepaper basket for me to throw them in."Yes, very good, excellent. Nice and firm and no false modesty I see. I can't stand a boy who tries to hide his erection. Lovely. "No, I told Jenny that if anyone asked, to tell them that," I explained, "I am just trying to protect her from the local predators."That got me a few smiles of disbelief. My excuse was not made any more believable by Jenny openly squeezing my bottom."Are you ready to go home yet, Jenny?" I asked, "it is getting late."She looked at me. "Home? Your home, with you?" she asked, "Mmm, yes please." No, I mean your home," I told her, "where you live." We can't go there," she complained, "my Mum. Everyone was able to see me suffering under the situation, becoming more and more listless, never willing to play, never willing to do my training, simply eating and sleeping, trying not to get beaten up for being what I am… A dog. It went on one month like that and I hardly came out of my basket except for my walks in the park with you or being fed. But his allergy even got worse and so there must have been a one on one talk between you two in the bedroom, where I didn't get any of it while. She wanted to roll on her back, but Jean still seemed to be only partially awake.She couldn’t stop herself, and rubbed his cock faster and faster, up and down between the lips and folds. Each time it reached the top, she felt the pleasure increase. It rose higher and higher, growing in intensity. Her hips were moving on their own, thrusting to meet the movement’s of the cock, Then, suddenly, as she slid the tip down toward the opening of her womb, Jean groaned and pushed his hips up, driving.