I was about to sit back down and attempt to coax the bitch into licking my pussy when I noticed something on the coffee table. Xnxx “That was easy,” I thought, wondering why I had so much control over this particular fantasy when I was usually nothing more than a character in my fantasy world. After we parted ways, I continued my casual stroll with a bounce in my step and a flutter in my heart. Less than a minute after my new friend had left, her studly Dalmatian trotted into the living room. Moan after moan flowed past my lips as wave after wave of cum did the same past my labia. I turned to the bitch, trying to figure out how I would convince her to let me fuck her, only to discover she was no longer on the couch. So I did the only thing I could think of; I lied. Since I was apparently entirely in control of the fantasy and because I had absolutely no clue if bitches could cum, I made my lover quirt wave after wave of hot orgasmilk all over the place.
