Quit licking my pussy!”
Hearing the word, ‘pussy’, Rascal barked. Indian hot sex There is the societal taboo aspect, of course; the debauchery and wantonness of lowering oneself to having sex with an animal. Her breasts swung freely under her robe. No! Her tits flopped back and forth. The image of Rascal having intercourse with her suddenly flashed into her mind. I’m cuuuummmminnnng! Elizabeth slowly came to her senses. His body was warm, and besides, she didn’t want his hard cock pulled out yet, leaving her cold and empty inside. Nnnnnnhhhhhhhggggggggg! A slut! Plus, it would give her time alone to think, and get away from her amorous dog and his long, wet, warm, delicious, tongue. “Oooof!”
She felt his hairy legs against the backs of her thighs. His thrusts smashed her pussy lips. Rascal followed her into the living room. And, his knot began to swell. She pushed her anger aside. It was wrong, but it felt so good! Fuck! Then, her demeaner softened. Elizabeth contemplated the night before. It seemed as if he knew the word. “You were very, very, naughty last night!” She then recited her prepared speech. No! He wanted more of her delicious secretions. Rascal kept thrusting, using his hind legs to drive his puppy-maker deeper and deeper.
