Steven once told me where he lives, but without precise. I send him another message and ask for the number. Within a few seconds I get an answer. I wa...k until I reach a beautiful pre-war house. Four bells at the front door. I press Stevens' bell. "Stairs, door on your right," I hear briefly via the intercom. The lock of the door clicks open and I push the door. Two doors to the left and right of a beautiful old wooden staircase. The house has apparently been converted into four apartments. I. After what seems like forever, but probably was about 10 minutes had passed, then that's when I felt the dogs bulb at the end of his penis, slapping against the lips of my pussy. It then parted my pussy lips and push its way into my pussy. Seconds later, Jasper went motionless and let out a loud whimper. Our family rottweiler's very warm semen was squirting into me. He rested on top of me, while he planted his seed into me. He was giving it his very best, to get me pregnant and carry his. He was dead keen on that idea and it took about five strokes to get him to offload a great pile of spunk into the waiting glass. Once he had recovered, I started to tease his foreskin by alternately pulling on it gently with my teeth, licking his knob and then rubbing my cock inside it. He soon got another hard on and I smeared the end of my cock and the rim with some of his spunk and told him to lick it off. He did that to order and it was all I could do to avoid coming. I then told him to. One Sunday by the time he woke up I was washing the clothes in the bathroom as the servant is leave for 2 days. I was sitting on the stool which was just few inches from the floor. After some time I felt a hand on my shoulder. I know that it is my honey (I call my son as honey). He was on his shot and sat at the back of me and hugged me and kissed me on the back which was wet with sweat. He kissed me and said your sweat is tasty and making me hot mom. I said aha, go and brush and come. He said.