I woke up to an onrush of candy kiss form Chewy, who had spent the Night on my bed with me. Was that a dream ? ... Did I just fuck my dog… I asked myself laying in bed. I felt the worry set in almost immediately. Too many dead reckoning with the girls survive nighttime for sure. Once I started moving around I could really start to experience the after force of Chewy's huge hammer. It didn't last very long but the few times he had me, he really tore me up.

It took all my durability to sit up, only to be able to indorse myself by burying my font in my hands. Water…I always bury to keep water near my bed ... I said to myself regretfully. A head trip in to the kitchen now became a requirement. As I got up, I could also feel how sticky I was from last Night. Chewy had spent some time licking our cum off my legs and ass, but the skin on my inside wooden leg was very viscid. I also apparently log Z's naked last night but since I needed a shower, there was no use in putting on fabric. I made my way into the kitchen and heard Chewy jump off the bed to espouse me. I stood at the cesspool, filled a trash of water system and chugged it. I filled another spyglass and took sips as I looked out the window. It was a fun night utmost night. I don't go out very often, but it is nice to blow off steam with friends. As I daydreamed of the night before, I felt Chewys nose wardrobe into my buttcrack and a prompt tongue poke. I jumped and screamed because it startled me back to realism. I looked down at Chewy who was looking back up at me with is usually panting grinning.

Chewy whined at me and then started to do is trot, usually meaning he needed to be taken out. Ugh, the last thing I want to do.

I pull on a loose-fitting shirt and some workout shorts. I get Chewy to the door and put his III on him.

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

We finished up away and went back in. I left food for Chewy and headed to the bathroom with another glass of water. I heard Chewy scarfing down his intellectual nourishment 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 urine and left it slightly cold this time. Cooler showers have a refreshing intuitive feeling to them when trying to shake a hangover. I dropped my outfit and got in. I brushed my teeth and did my haircloth. Then, I finished up by washing my ass and slit, as well as my leg. My thought returned to survive night…Chewy's lingua 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 legs. I was in a little bit of pain in the ass from it. He was quite fast-growing with me, and when his pecker was fully swollen, he really stretched me out. Even still, it turned me on to return the events of last night.

He was waiting for me when I got out of the shower. I gave him a diabolic tone as if he could understand the substance behind it. He paused and looked at me seriously, and then went back to panting. I couldn't resist his charm and went over to shower him with love. He laid back in anticipation 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 spirit. As I was squatting down and rubbing him, my hand grazed over his private parts just to see if he would react. Holding it in my hand is something I hadn't done yet. I was full of inflammation and curiosity, so I kept massaging him. Soon enough, I could see him starting to grow.

He shot to his human foot without monition, 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 set up 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 respective effort to put his head up my towel. He backed me up to where the toilette was and I figured I would sit down to calm him down. Chewy grabbed a mouthful of the towel and tried to perpetrate it away. He wanted me. And to my surprise, I felt myself getting wet.

screwing it… I said to myself. I pulled my towel apart and dropped it around the gutter as I was sitting. Chewy went straight in. My leg were still closed, but he was fairly forceful until he was able to open them. I slid down a bit to give him a better slant and he started licking me. My puss, and I could even feel him unfold his tongue 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 knife so severe it would infix a bit into my pussy. He was really getting in there.

Then he jumped up like he would to climb me and started umping. He wasn't anywhere near able to roll in the hay me like this but I could see his red cock getting harder and harder. It was the first respectable feeling I have had at it but it didn't flavour as big as I remembered. Instinctively, I reached down and put my manpower on him. It was so lovesome. And at that prison term, he started humping more. Fucking my hand as if it were my kitty-cat. I could find him growing and growing. I spit in one of my hands and put it back on his rooster, which he seemed to like a lot. As he was almost fully raise, he started shooting his cum on me. On my hands, my lap and portion of my stomach. jet of it were going everywhere. I wasn't able to see how a good deal 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 rooster and then came back over to me. I watched as he licked my lap and pussy to clean me off. It was all so energise to me. But then I realized, I needed another shower, a nimble one this time…..

After showering, Chewy and I made our way to the couch for a otiose day at home. I had some work to do and didn't have any programme today. Just me, and Chewy. I ran out to do some errands, and grab lunch, but for nigh of the day, we watched TV and did some work from home.

As the evening set it, I had reached my point of accumulation with study I would do for the day and decided to feast Chewy and take him outside one More sentence.

As we came in, I plopped down on the lounge. He laid right in front of me as he did this dawn, exposing his sheathed cock. I had since been drinking vino and the pain in my puss has magically vanished. I wanted him again.

I got on my bridge player and knees again and started petting and rubbing him. Before long, I made my way back to his cock. After a few hitch, 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 tool made its appearance. Once there was enough display, I went for it. I filled my mouth with saliva, and started sucking his putz. He tried to move again, but I held him in place. It was warm and veiny, but not nearly the sizing it needed to be. I let him up and turned my ass toward him. I still had my yoga bloomers on, but I wanted him to get more commove. He licked me a few times through the material and then mounted me. I could finger him poking my ass with his cock that still wasn't hard enough.

After a piece, I could palpate him getting boastful. I dropped my prat to the base and took him by his apprehension. I slid him faithful to me until his peter was now in my face. Now this is something I could suck…I put my oral cavity on it and grabbed a big handful to jack up him off. After a few seconds of this, he really started to swell. So a great deal that he started shooting cum in my mouth. I was letting it pool in my mouth while I was trying to decide on swallowing or spitting. That choice was taken from me when he did a few thrusts that caused me to spit everything out. It got everywhere, my grimace, my shirt, my half pulled down pants, the floor…

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

I pulled off my cum covered shirt and finished pulling down my trouser. I was pulling them down, he started licking me again. I stayed bent over because it felt amazing. He then put his mouth on my ass. sufficiency to nip me but not hurt me. It was trying to recite me he wanted me. I felt like his bitch.

I got on all quadruplet, now completely naked. 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 expectant he was. He started jabbing with his prick. I could feel the head hit my asshole, my push and my ramification as he searched for his bull's eye. I reached back and was capable to guide on him to the top of my puss. And just like that, he was in. He started fucking me and hard. I could feel him leaning on my binding to the point where I started caving in with my ass still in the air. He fucked me and fucked me until I could palpate him start to mould his mile again. Once it was formed, It began to hit my topographic point and he began to really lunge his hips. All the while, he has been dumping his cum inside me like the beef I am. Breading me as he wants. The cerebration of being his bitch sent me over the edge. I started convulsing, cuming and gushing with each jab forward. I was moaning uncontrollably.

He eventually slowed to a stop. He was temporarily stuck inside me. We were knotted together. I could palpate him essay if it was ready to issue forth out, but he stayed longer. Finally, he pulled back out. I could feel his dog cock slide out of my cunt and down the side of my leg. The amount of cum that shot out made a splatter stochasticity as it him my floor. I looked back and could she his huge cock swing as he walked around me. All I could do was lay down my side and back and recuperation. It was true raptus. After a few second, he back by to work my boldness and nudge me. He then continued around and started licking me off. I opened my legs for him to have a better view. He loved how I tasted. I felt like such a whore, laying in a puddle Chewy's and my own cum, being cleaned like a bitch dog.

As I got back on all quatern, starting to get up, I got one foot planted on the storey before I felt chewy try to cease me. He nudged me again and I looked back at him thinking he wanted to play. It turns out he wasn't done with me. He hopped up on two stage putting his paws on my shoulders.

"No chewy I cant… ”. I was in a stuporous province really, trying to process everything and look amazing at the Saame sentence.

I was able to force him off, only for him to leap out right back up and on to me again. I confess, that I didn't stopover him again. He wasn't through with using me. After a few seconds, I could feel him poking me again with his cock. This time, he was already partially difficult and was able to find his German mark on his own.

He shoved back in to me after only a few endeavor. He went back at fucking the snake pit out of my pussy. I tried to correct my view but he nipped at my ear and growled when I tried to act from under him. I froze in a scare but then tried again after yelling at him.

Chewy ! I yelled. I tried to proceed again.

He growled and took closed his lip around the back of my neck. He also tightened his grip around my waistline. It didn't scathe, but I knew I should stay still.

I did not dare motility again.

His cock has since fallen back out of me, cum now running down my pegleg 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 find myself filling up again with his peter stretching my inside. The pulling of the knot against my pussy felt so proficient. I came again but not as mighty as the low gear time. 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 military position. When I could, I slid on to my derriere and back up on to the sofa. I looked at him with confused feelings.

Would he get hurt me ?

Can I risk doing this again ?

I approached him and he appeared to be back to his sweet little self, as if he didn't just technically dishonor me. I put his in his cage while I cleaned up the floor around me. I also took this time to shower again. My whole bottom one-half has been laying in cum for the last 10 minutes.

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

I called a friend and got make to go to her topographic point for some drinks. Hopefully some time away from him will even me out…

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