My heart sank, but I found hope in the palm of my hand when my fingers blindly wrapped against something big, slick, and spongy. The dog seemed to like it, and there was such a deep psychological connection between my mouth and pussy at that moment that I was on the edge of orgasm just from sucking doggy dick and gently massaging doggy balls. XXX “Whatever,” I said, hiding my wet crotch behind my hands and a layer of faked nonchalance. But things played out a little differently. Heaven can’t be as divine as a dog’s tongue exploring your face. I wasn’t going to fall in love with the equivalent of a random Tinder profile.
