He was so close now, mustering me. Xxx Thank heavens for small favours. Finally I felt the dog pull away, his member and sperm leaving my cunt. No soap, no shampoo or anything, just a towel on a bar near the door. I had time to take in nearly every detail. Curled up on the comfy sofa I started to read. The room was dim, no lights were lit and the light outside was fading. Clearly he must be able to smell my fear, my panic. The sound of his shoes as he followed me echoed in the small room. But he did nothing. As soon as I had reached this point he withdrew, left me. He grew, expanded. Bigger. The smell of sex and animal filled my nostrils. Would this be my life from now on?
