“Damn,” I thought, then changed direction to my bed. Every thrust of his moved my own cock like a pendulum, hard enough for it to hit my belly with a distinctive “thud” sound. Milf sex Ann shared her place with another friend, and it didn’t have either the relative comfort or privacy of my own home. “Sorry, bud, I guess it’s the floor for you today.”
Baxter, perhaps, was spoiled by the nights spent with me watching TV. He crawled up, tried to find a spot to sit comfortably but didn’t find any. My moment of peace didn’t last long, though. Besides, I like how my body smells after a day of work. Your mind in the right place?”
Ann laughed and got up. I grabbed the remote, undid my pants, slid them down and launched myself to the sofa wearing only my boxers and socks. I was concentrated in pulling Baxter away from that other dog, and you were occupied staring at his dick?”
“It’s not like I couldn’t see it, it was dangling.
