“Do you want me?” I whispered in his ear. My eyes widened in surprise, as he offered his arm to the dog. Porn sex Our owner communicated with them through signs and short commands. He smiled. The door opened. And now he is more than just an animal.”
Steadily he worked the juices leaking from my cunt towards and in my ass. My special friend, the Irish Wolfhound yawned and got up. Two comfy armchairs stood in front of it, the dogs were curled up on the hearthrug. As water ran over my hot face he fucked me slowly with two fingers, spread them, widened me. Turning my head towards him, I sniffed. Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder and jumped. Not like a dog at all, slow, deliberate. I was panting now, tense with fear and desire. My senses were sharpened again, his smell engulfed me completely. The big dog shivered as my fingers touched his cock. Deep, slow, again and again. He grunted in my ear. Silent tears were running down my cheeks. Or if they had names at all. I yelped and flinched as he suddenly spread my ass cheeks and directed the jet of water right between. Our mixed smells – dog, human and werewolf – filled my nostrils, made my head spin.
