“At least her cries have stopped,” I thought and flinched. Would he do that to me as well? XXX The other guy opened his pants, pulled out his hard cock and started to stroke it slowly. I had seen the fear in her eyes. If I hadn’t felt the hand of my owner on my head I would have run. I felt a wave of loss sweep over me. It was overwhelming. Growling he circled her, once, twice, stopped behind her. Even though my owner had never really talked much, he had treated me as a human. But it had been my time, time to relax. Just the weekend. A long time ago. We stepped through open French windows into an open park.
