“Hello?” I said as I had planned. The dog continued to lick my now really wet crotch, and his backside moved as if he were the one fucking someone and not his master. tube8 The dog continued to lick my now really wet crotch, and his backside moved as if he were the one fucking someone and not his master. I saw the neighbors briefly over the garden fence, and, as always, we waved to each other. Can you wear the same as last time?”
“Yes, of course,” I said, and the conversation was over. It was very arousing, and I felt a blush rising in my cheeks. A toy? Hopefully, he was a man who kept his promises. It was longer than I thought. I was too hot to think. Instead of feeling insulted at being treated like a whore, I was overjoyed.




















