Then we kissed once again and cuddled together. He did up his pants, but I stayed half naked though. We talked about all things we had been through so... far. Hearing it all like that, made it seem like a whole lot. After about an hour of talking, I had to go to the bathroom.“I gotta go to the bathroom now,” I said.“OK sweetie, you need help to the bathroom though?” John asked.“No, I'm alright, I can still do that alone,” I replied.“You need me when you give a hand job,” John said.“You should. A mouth now licked the lips of my pussy and probed deep into my channel. It lubricated the channel for what I feared (hoped?) was a long fucking. My fears proved correct, as I felt my labia being probed and pushed by what felt like an enormous cock. The sensation and pressure was almost unbearable, but I could not cry out with my mouth filled to capacity with thick, cock and my head covered by an insulated belly.Slowly the cock slipped fully into me, filling my pussy completely. Its head pushed. “Look, give it up. I know you’re hot stuff, stop with the sweat.”“What can I say, my head gets hot when I’m around you.”“Take me home.”“Neither of us drank enough tonight for that.”“Exactly why you’re taking me home.”“Okay, but wait here. No need for you to walk in this cold.” As I turned to walk away she jumped in my back and locked her legs around my hips. At 32 and 5’7 she’s light as a feather, limber as a cheetah. I pass my coat up to her to d**** over her shoulders as we laugh to the car.. She could dimly see her trainer walking in to the kennel on his way to open the cage that held her prisoner.She used the brief moment to lift her head backwards to swallow down the drool filling her mouth. With the plug gag fitted in the ring of her leather muzzle her tongue was pressed down in the bottom of her mouth so she had to lift her head back in order to swallow. Even that a hard task with the broad collar that had been fitted around her neck. But that was about the only movement she.