Lately, I’ve been reading a lot about dogs, and being knotted up with one. Porn So I got on my knees beside him, talking softly and slowly rubbing my hand up and down his belly, coming closer and closer to his burgeoning cock. I was raised on a farm; cattle and horses breeding was commonplace, although my dad was very old fashioned and never let me or my sister watch if he could help it at all. I rubbed a little harder, and a little more came out. Just to look at me, you’d probably never guess the wild ideas that run through my head. But honestly, if he hadn’t come home when he did, I probably would have called Ranger down to the shed and tried to get him to
