I struck out the quarter mile or so to my destination. . XXX Xnxx . … Too late now. I wondered for a second if the light helped or hindered my chances but never slowed my pace. I was already soaked down my legs as he stated filling me with cum. It felt like being punched and I realized his knot hadn’t even entered me yet.He sunk it into me a little a few times,stretching me further and sending jolts of pain through me. I had brought my toolbox and knowing it could be a long day I had tossed a bacon sandwich and bottled water in the box. I rarely cum from anal sex but felt like I was on the edge for minutes before a hot hunk of meat began slapping against my ass. He bit a little too hard and I jerked away. I had never heard him called anything besides ” that ole hellhound” by anyone at the junkyard. It was much hotter than the precum. He sat there with a huge doggy grin as I did. His paws squeezed me tighter as he gained speed and strength and I hung my head,the world disolving into nothing but that pounding,the jolts in my belly and my ass seeming to be on fire
