2T4U/Cum in the dog's food

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You close your eyes and warm your cock up with long, squeezing strokes while scanning your mind for a nice mental image to go with the beat-off session. But surprisingly, you're not met with pictures of big, perky tits or plump asses; but of dogs. You imagine yourself grabbing on to the furry rear end of a collie, spreading its cunt wide open as you thrust inside it. Picking up the pace, you envision the dog's excited panting as you frantically fuck it from behind, and eventually orgasm; plastering the food bowl with thick ropes of white seed.
You close your eyes and warm your cock up with long, squeezing strokes while scanning your mind for a nice mental image to go with the beat-off session. But surprisingly, you're not met with pictures of big, perky tits or plump asses; but of dogs. You imagine yourself grabbing on to the furry rear end of a collie, spreading its cunt wide open as you thrust inside it. Picking up the pace, you envision the dog's excited panting as you frantically fuck it from behind, and eventually orgasm; plastering the food bowl with thick ropes of white seed.
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Calming yourself down, you find yourself horror-struck by the fact that you not only imagined fucking a dog, but actually orgasmed from it. Putting the bowl down again, you're instantly met with clattering claws against the floor as Bandit hurries into the kitchen. Thinking that anything put in the bowl is food, he quickly digs in on your warm semen, eagerly lapping it up with slurping, smacking noises. You sip your pants up again and give him a friendly pat on the back. The school bus won't be arriving for another hour, so you've still got plenty of time to kill this morning.
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Calming yourself down, you find yourself mildly shocked by the fact that you not only imagined fucking a dog, but actually orgasmed from it. Putting the bowl down again, you're instantly met with clattering claws against the floor as Bandit hurries into the kitchen. Thinking that anything put in the bowl is food, he quickly digs in on your warm semen, eagerly lapping it up with slurping, smacking noises. You sip your pants up again and give him a friendly pat on the back. The school bus won't be arriving for another hour, so you've still got plenty of time to kill this morning.
'''What do you do?'''
'''What do you do?'''

Revision as of 13:14, 15 February 2015

The thought of masturbating in the kitchen actually gets you pretty excited. But you're not about to blow your load in the sink or in the garbage bin; people do eat here after all. So instead, you grab Bandit's food bowl and whip your cock out. He's not going to mind a bit of jizz in his breakfast. Hell, you've seen him eat way worse during dog walks.

You close your eyes and warm your cock up with long, squeezing strokes while scanning your mind for a nice mental image to go with the beat-off session. But surprisingly, you're not met with pictures of big, perky tits or plump asses; but of dogs. You imagine yourself grabbing on to the furry rear end of a collie, spreading its cunt wide open as you thrust inside it. Picking up the pace, you envision the dog's excited panting as you frantically fuck it from behind, and eventually orgasm; plastering the food bowl with thick ropes of white seed.

Calming yourself down, you find yourself mildly shocked by the fact that you not only imagined fucking a dog, but actually orgasmed from it. Putting the bowl down again, you're instantly met with clattering claws against the floor as Bandit hurries into the kitchen. Thinking that anything put in the bowl is food, he quickly digs in on your warm semen, eagerly lapping it up with slurping, smacking noises. You sip your pants up again and give him a friendly pat on the back. The school bus won't be arriving for another hour, so you've still got plenty of time to kill this morning.

What do you do?

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