“Ah he’s okay. Bit of a scatter brain, but we love each other.” She scratched his head, which made the wrinkles move around, and looked quite co...ical. Jon realised that the mutt was quite a bit, bigger than he had realised when it had been playing with the other dogs just a few minutes ago. It’s paws looked to be too big for the animal, out of proportion even for his size. Even more out of proportion was its mouth and snout. The dog didn’t have the classical long face, but looked rather like it. I watched her do it on her own and thinking her Tee shirt must have shrank in the last wash as it clung to her so tight, I could see the little bumps in the skin around her nipples. Closer inspection revealed the material was thin as well allowing me to see the color of her nipples and the skin around them. As we drank a soda, she asked me if I thought she was attractive. I said she was very attractive. She asked me why I never asked her out.“Because you are Frank’s little sister,” I. "Can't you hurry this up?" Sure he said and with that I felt him begin to unzip the back of my pants. "What are you doing" I asked him. He told me he knew a way to manually stimulate the prostate with one finger and he guaranteed it would be the best thing I ever felt. With that he stuck his finger clean in my asshole and began rubbing this area in there that felt beyond amazing. I began to tense up, I could feel my arms stiffening and flailing as if there was no control. I remember letting out. She wasted no time in pushing me back onto the bed once again, straddling me immediately after. Her soft, wet pussy was a welcome contact, and she wriggled atop me blatantly, her wetness smearing across my cock. The feel of a woman's lubrication on my cock has always been one of my total turn-ons, and I began to get into the act, returning her touches. I tried to be gently, attempting caresses, which she turned into full grabs and squeezes by using her hands on mine."I don't want to make love..