I woke up to an attack of kisses form Chewy, who had spent the night on my bed with me. Was that a dream ? ... Did I just sleep with my dog… I asked myself laying in bed. I felt the headache set in almost immediately. Too many shots with the fille final Nox for trusted. Once I started moving around I could really pop to feel the after effects of Chewy's huge putz. It didn't last very long but the few times he had me, he really tore me up.

It took all my force to sit up, only to be able to support myself by burying my face in my hands. Water…I always forget to keep open water near my bed ... I said to myself regretfully. A trip in to the kitchen now became a necessity. As I got up, I could also feel how awkward I was from terminal night. Chewy had spent some time licking our cum off my wooden leg and ass, but the hide on my inner legs was very sticky. I also apparently slumber naked last Nox but since I needed a shower, there was no use in putting on material. I made my way into the kitchen and heard Chewy jump off the bed to follow me. I stood at the sump, filled a glass of water and chugged it. I filled another chicken feed and took sips as I looked out the window. It was a fun night last night. I don't go out very often, but it is prissy to blow off steam with admirer. As I daydreamed of the Nox before, I felt Chewys horn in public press into my buttcrack and a quick knife lick. I jumped and screamed because it startled me back to reality. I looked down at Chewy who was looking back up at me with is usually panting smile.

Chewy whined at me and then started to do is clip, usually meaning he needed to be taken out. Ugh, the utmost matter I want to do.

I pull on a sloppy shirt and some physical exercise shorts. I get Chewy to the room access and put his leash on him.

The neighborhood was quiet at this time of the morning. It was only 8am and I imagine most people would catch some Z's in on weekends. It was a skilful matter because I had just looked down and this shirt is VERY gauze-like. I nervously looked up and down the street as Chewy was taking his metre with his business.

We finished up out-of-door and went back in. I left solid food for Chewy and headed to the bathroom with another methamphetamine of water. I heard Chewy scarfing down his food as I left the room.

I opened the French doors that go out the balcony of the bathroom because it was just a beautiful temperature outside. I turned on the H2O and left it slightly cold this clip. Cooler rain shower have a refreshing feeling to them when trying to shake a hangover. I dropped my getup and got in. I brushed my teeth and did my hair's-breadth. Then, I finished up by washing my ass and snatch, as well as my legs. My thoughts returned to survive night…Chewy's tongue going in and out of my ass and pussy…his cum running down my legs…I could remember how it felt to be so filled up by his cum, only to have it explode out and run all over my peg. I was in a short bit of pain from it. He was quite aggressive with me, and when his cock was fully swollen, he really stretched me out. Even still, it turned me on to think the events of finale night.

He was waiting for me when I got out of the cascade. I gave him a devilish aspect as if he could understand the meaning behind it. He paused and looked at me seriously, and then went back to panting. I couldn't hold out his spell and went over to shower him with love. He laid back in expectancy of me rubbing his side and belly. He rolled back a bit, exposing his cock, hidden in it sheath. Even seeing it like that brought back those special feelings. As I was squatting down and rubbing him, my hand grazed over his genitalia just to see if he would react. Holding it in my helping hand is something I hadn't done yet. I was fully of turmoil and curiosity, so I kept massaging him. Soon enough, I could see him starting to grow.

He shot to his understructure without warning, which scared me and started to nudge me as I was squatting in my towel. He pushed me once and I went on to one knee, but I wasn't ready for him, not like that. He tried to circle around me but I wouldn't let him. He even nudged and tugged at the the towel ! He knew what he wanted. He was also making several attempts to put his head up my towel. He backed me up to where the pot was and I figured I would sit down to lull him down. Chewy grabbed a taste of the towel and tried to pull it away. He wanted me. And to my surprise, I felt myself getting wet.

roll in the hay it… I said to myself. I pulled my towel apart and dropped it around the toilet as I was sitting. Chewy went straight in. My legs were still closed, but he was fairly emphatic until he was capable to diffuse them. I slid down a bit to founder him a ripe angle and he started licking me. My pussy, and I could even feel him extend his knife all the way back to my asshole. It felt amazing. I started rubbing my clit as he was doing this. Sometimes he would push his tongue so hard it would stick in a bit into my pussy. He was really getting in there.

Then he jumped up like he would to mount me and started umping. He wasn't anywhere near able to bonk me like this but I could see his red stopcock getting heavy and harder. It was the first estimable look I have had at it but it didn't flavour as big as I remembered. Instinctively, I reached down and put my hands on him. It was so warm. And at that sentence, he started humping more. Fucking my hand as if it were my puss. I could feel him growing and growing. I spit in one of my hands and put it back on his cock, which he seemed to like a lot. As he was almost fully vertical, he started shooting his cum on me. On my hired man, my lap and division of my tummy. squirt of it were going everywhere. I wasn't able-bodied to see how lots actually came out, but once again, I was covered in his come. And after a minute or so, he jumped down. He sat and licked his pecker and then came back over to me. I watched as he licked my lap and twat to clean me off. It was all so exciting to me. But then I realized, I needed another shower bath, a warm one this time…..

After showering, Chewy and I made our way to the couch for a lazy day at abode. I had some oeuvre to do and didn't have any plans today. Just me, and Chewy. I ran out to do some errands, and grab luncheon, but for most of the day, we watched TV and did some body of work from home.

As the evening set it, I had reached my limit with oeuvre I would do for the day and decided to give Chewy and take him outside one Sir Thomas More fourth dimension.

As we came in, I plopped down on the sofa. He laid right in front of me as he did this forenoon, exposing his sheathed tool. I had since been drinking wine and the pain in my slit has magically vanished. I wanted him again.

I got on my bridge player and knees again and started petting and rubbing him. Before foresighted, I made my way back to his cock. After a few rubs, he tried to get up again, but I made sure that he stayed laying down. I started rubbing him and jacking him off has his red cock made its appearance. Once there was enough showing, I went for it. I filled my mouth with spit, and started sucking his hammer. He tried to move again, but I held him in piazza. It was warm and veiny, but not nearly the size it needed to be. I let him up and turned my ass toward him. I still had my yoga pant on, but I wanted him to get more excite. He licked me a few times through the framework and then mounted me. I could palpate him poking my ass with his cock that still wasn't voiceless enough.

After a piece, I could feel him getting cock-a-hoop. I dropped my butt to the floor and took him by his leash. I slid him closer to me until his cock was now in my font. Now this is something I could suck…I put my mouth on it and grabbed a big handful to jack him off. After a few second gear of this, he really started to swell. So often that he started shooting cum in my mouth. I was letting it pool in my rima oris while I was trying to decide on swallowing or spitting. That option was taken from me when he did a few thrusts that caused me to spit everything out. It got everywhere, my facial expression, my shirt, my half pulled down pants, the floor…

He circled away from me and I stood up. I was looking for something to strip with when I felt his nose go into my ass again. He wasn't done with me.

I pulled off my cum covered shirt and finished pulling down my pants. I was pulling them down, he started licking me again. I stayed set over because it felt amazing. He then put his back talk on my ass. Enough to nip me but not ache me. It was trying to tell apart me he wanted me. I felt like his squawk.

I got on all quartet, now completely bare. He walked around me circling, like I was his pray. He licked my side, and my tit as he went around. Then, as I felt him behind me, he sprang up and mounted me. I forgot how heavy he was. He started jabbing with his hammer. I could feel the oral sex hit my asshole, my push and my legs as he searched for his mark. I reached back and was able to pass him to the top of my cunt. And just like that, he was in. He started fucking me and severely. I could feel him leaning on my back to the percentage point where I started caving in with my ass still in the air. He fucked me and fucked me until I could feel him start to forge his naut mi again. Once it was formed, It began to hit my fleck and he began to really thrust his rose hip. All the while, he has been dumping his cum inside me like the bitch I am. Breading me as he wants. The thought of being his bitch sent me over the edge. I started convulsing, cuming and gushing with each drive forward. I was moaning uncontrollably.

He eventually slowed to a layover. He was temporarily stuck inside me. We were knotted together. I could sense him prove if it was ready to come out, but he stayed longer. Finally, he pulled back out. I could find his dog peter slide out of my pussy and down the side of my leg. The amount of cum that shot out made a splatter randomness as it him my floor. I looked back and could she his huge cock swinging as he walked around me. All I could do was lay down my side and back and recuperation. It was rightful hug drug. After a few consequence, he back by to thrash my face and nudge me. He then continued around and started licking me off. I opened my stage for him to have a better view. He loved how I tasted. I felt like such a prostitute, laying in a relieve oneself Chewy's and my own cum, being cleaned like a bitch dog.

As I got back on all tetrad, starting to get up, I got one invertebrate foot planted on the trading floor before I felt chewy try to stop me. He nudged me again and I looked back at him thinking he wanted to bet. It turns out he wasn't done with me. He hopped up on two pegleg putting his paws on my shoulders.

"No chewy I cant… ”. I was in a bedazzle state really, trying to process everything and smell amazing at the same clock time.

I was able to advertize him off, only for him to jump right back up and on to me again. I confess, that I didn't full stop him again. He wasn't through with using me. After a few seconds, I could feel him poking me again with his cock. This clock time, he was already partially hard and was able to find his stigma on his own.

He shoved back in to me after only a few tries. He went back at fucking the hell out of my pussy. I tried to sort out my position but he nipped at my ear and growled when I tried to strike from under him. I froze in a panic but then tried again after yelling at him.

Chewy ! I yelled. I tried to run again.

He growled and took closed his back talk around the spine of my neck. He also tightened his grip around my shank. It didn't hurt, but I knew I should stay still.

I did not defy move again.

His turncock has since fallen back out of me, cum now running down my legs again.

He started humping again, harder and harder until he found his way back in to me. He started fucking hard again. I am truly his bitch now. He won't let me go until he dumps enough of his cum in me that satisfies him. I could feel myself filling up again with his shaft stretching my insides. The pulling of the knot against my purulent felt so good. I came again but not as powerful as the first metre. Chewy kept pumping, causing cum to spray out with each thrust.

After a few seconds, he stopped and slid out of me. I laid back down in an even larger puddle of cum. He licked me clean again, but I was still scared to move from my semi-fetal perspective. When I could, I slid on to my butt and back up on to the couch. I looked at him with confused look.

Would he bear hurt me ?

Can I risk doing this again ?

I approached him and he appeared to be back to his Henry Sweet little self, as if he didn't just technically despoil me. I put his in his cage while I cleaned up the base around me. I also took this time to shower down again. My unharmed backside half has been laying in cum for the last 10 minutes.

I feel so confused… Maybe I need that Nox out after all…just to get my foreland clear.

I called a friend and got ready to go to her topographic point for some drink. Hopefully some clip away from him will even me out…

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