He was still sheathed, but not for long as he heard my whispered urgency and felt the humidity radiating from my sex. XXNX Good … He could move only a fraction inside my tight pussy, the knot effectively locked into place by its size and shape and the pressure of my own muscles around it. We had some coffee in the kitchen. “Thanks.”
“No problem. I didn’t have to do a thing but hold him and kiss his fur, waiting for it. I want to sleep in my old bed, look at my old stuff, and just think for a little bit, you know?”
“Well, it’s all up there,” Mom said, relaxing slightly and reminding herself that at least I was home to stay for awhile. So they might have been thinking this was my revenge, coming home after six years and bringing a rather large dog with me, but it wasn’t. Of course not.” I gave her a quick look of annoyance that she didn’t notice.
