Sitting beside him on the floor next to his basket, I stroked his head and body, working my greedy hands down towards his belly. Would I need to train him, or would he just know what to do naturally? Sex He had a new bitch under him, and he was going to use her to the fullest. Wednesday
Hector looked at me with a quizzical and seemingly disappointed look on his face, as he saw his new bitch arrive in the kitchen, dressed in joggers and a tee shirt. I crawled into my bedroom, as he was sniffing and licking, clearly wanting his bitch to stand still. Tuesday
Hector had started his day just as he wanted, by fucking me first thing, as soon as I came downstairs, but today he seemed especially randy indeed. All I kept thinking, however, was about the real exercise we both would be getting. You could see the look of confusion on his face, as he saw his bitch beckoning him to a part of the house he wasn’t supposed to be in. All I needed now was a dog. I couldn’t resist sliding a hand under the waistband of my joggers, and into my panties, and down across my freshly shaven pussy.
