He circled the puddle of my cum sinking into the grass, and while locking eyes with Jan, lifted a leg and sent a long stream of piss at it, before trotting towards the van, as if to say, “Thanks ladies. Xxnx He had stopped moving altogether. It was just before midnight on the van’s dash clock when Jan stopped the van about a hundred yards from the Rottweiler’s house, switching the van lights off for stealth. Misty dipped one hand between her legs, and offered her hand, palm down, for the dog to lick. “I think that you are both fricken crazy. Quickly, she rounded up our dogs and corralled them into a bedroom. I knelt and crouched stoically under him, his warmth comforting, his soft fur keeping me from shivering, I turned my head slowly, and looked at Misty and Jan, I hissed softly, “I
