I just got home from work. I was tired and I just wanted to watch some movies. Hearing a scratching noise at the front door, I – of course – opened it. It was a large, dominant-looking German Shepherd. And he was hurt.
Inviting him in was my first mistake. Even after tending to his wound, he wouldn’t leave. He wanted something from me.
And he wasn’t about to leave until he got it.
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I invited him up on the sofa again and he nestled his muzzle on my lap. Together, we watched the show, but I noticed that after a while he started pressing his nose closer and closer to my quim. At first I thought he was just repositioning himself. But when I felt his cold nose press up under my skirt, I knew something was up.
“What are you doing boy?” I laughed nervously. Here I was alone in my house with a large, strange dog who absolutely refused to leave. I don't know why but that thought caused a shiver to race up my spine.
Who was this strange dog? And why was he in my house? I wished I could've asked him, but there was no way to communicate that to him.
I tried to push his muzzle away, but he was adamant and very persistent. I gasped when his long, hot tongue grazed my pussy lips. I had never let any man get so close to me. That was the first contact outside of myself that I had ever felt down there.
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