I smacked her ass, and she flinched. “I thought I told you to shut the fuck up!” I said. I lined up, and plunged my cock deep in her pussy. It fel...t fantastic. She yelped, and I smacked her ass again. I stroked deeply in and out. It did not take long. “I'm about to cum.” I whispered in her ear. “No, please no.” “Are you on the pill?” “No . . .” “Sucks for you, slut.” I growled, and took my cock out of her pussy. She sighed in relief. “Oh, thank God, thank you, Gary.” she said, simply relieved I. Connie, Kane's personal trainer, told me that every dog needs a place where he can be a DOG. She's as much of a miracle worker with Kane as I am with high functioning, Asperger's misanthropes. Kane's place to be a dog was my backyard. Now it's his backyard, but I get ahead of myself. "Come on in, you beautiful, horny, canine!" I shouted.I knew better than to offer treats or abuse my authority as Kane's owner. Connie has trained me nearly as well as she's trained him. I simply shouted my. Halloween was not one of my favorite holidays, especially since the candy-distributors began to scowl at us and say that we were too old to be trick-or-treating. Of course, our classmates had been telling us that since we were freshmen. The scowling parents were at least nice enough not to steal our pillowcases and punch me in the stomach. But Gemma always looked forward to the 31st and spent a lot of time on her costumes, so going trick-or-treating was pretty much a given. Part of our. I had never given a tongue bath before and it was an exciting new sensation. My cock, still hard as ever pressed against her as I moved around. I worked my way down her chest past her beautiful tits to her belly, sucking my cum from her belly button then down to her mound of fur. I followed the trail of cum until I reached her hot wet pussy. As I licked all around up and down each side she began moaning, softly at first but soon got louder as I flicked the tip of my tongue between her lips and.