The next day I set out a bowl of food and water just inside mycarport. I offered him the usual treats when he came by. As I walked inside the carport ...he slowly followed me.He then got to the food bowl and scarfed the dog food down. He then drank some water and stood there looking atme.I walked to the kitchen door and held it open. "Come on boy". To my disbelief the dog actually walked upto me and went inside. He followed me into the living room. I sat on the recliner and he just laid himself. Squeezing them. I watched as my hand lifted them, bounced them. Icraned my neck down, eagerly, just catching my nipple with my. God.Reflexively, my hand went down to my crotch. I cupped this pussy. Mypussy. My vagina. The edge of my hand came up between my labia, slowly, exquisitely. Itreached up near my clittie and I felt a wave of intoxicating warmth,pressure, sensation. My hands worked together and spread my outer lipsto show me that bulging, glistening, tiny bud. With only a. They were both panting. When Danny took his cock out of her, he turned her around. He kissed her on the lips. Then he looked down. A trickle of cum was already leaking out of her pussy. Danny was glad that, in this world, women could turn their fertility off and only have a child when they want too. If that was not the case, he would have probably put a bastard in her belly with how much cum had gone into her.“I need to get dressed,” she said reaching for the panties she had been wearing when. Each was content with what they did together, sometimes just watching, sometimes helping, both acknowledging that sometimes it just takes the touch of another person to really make "that" need go away.It was like that now, as Ron untied the string on his own pyjamas and reached inside, knowing his current hardness was not from thinking of Hermione - although she was usually the subject of his fantasies - or of any other girl at Hogwarts, but merely from watching Harry. Ron loved the way Harry’s.