Mark! mutt needs a.. airrrrr. ppppllessss." I twist her head back. Spit right down her throat with out hitting anything. Ram my cock down her throat a...gain! Mutt throat fucks me again! Her hand is pounding her asshole! I pull her ehad back. "open your mouth! do not swallow!"I spit in her useless mutt mouth. miem plows her ass deeper! After ten minutes my mutt's mouth is full of my spit. "don't spill one drop mutt! that is what you are right?' Miem looks up mouth gapping, mouthful of spit. tears. I couldn’t bear letting my parents watch any more of the coverage as I would melt in embarrassment if it continued. I coughed loudly, hoping to catch their attention and to my simultaneous relief and terror, they turned around in alarm almost immediately.They didn’t react for a long time seeing me. I was actually becoming worried about their health when they sat motionless for too long when my mother said, “What?” That one word was enough for me to understand the utter bewilderment and fear she. .Now I could remember with crystal clarity the faces of every person who hadwalked into the lobby of the Empress Hotel. I could recall the scores onevery leaderboard on every video screen that I had glanced at in theStarcade, and I could put matching initials to each one. I knew that thezombie population of the ballroom that I was sitting in to get fake bloodapplied to my face numbered between two hundred and about two hundredtwenty-five; people were milling about, and there were some blind. He raised a pawand worried at a nail, ignoring me?“Look damn it I was late because I had to work, okay?”He yawned at that, Spot did not know what work waslike, and all he did was just lie around and sleep allday! “Look Spot you are my dog, not the other way around!”At that Spot gave me a dirty look. If dogs can raise aneyebrow that would have been the look! I sighed thistime and went and put the steak in the fridge if he wasnot going to eat it then that made more for me..