Even if I could convince him to let me leave the house, he would undoubtedly tell his father, and my chances of escape would evaporate. Have you ever been attacked by an enraged dog? xxx As impossible as it seemed, I actually enjoyed the feel of my lover’s pointy, red cock darting in and out of my mouth. The fact that he was a dog only made it more impressive—given the circumstances of our coitus, that was quite an accomplishment. “That’s enough,” finally said Karter. Above me floated a blue sky. “You’re in my home,” he explained. Clearly, Karter had never planned on letting me leave. As the day stretched on, my fear gradually faded. Unfortunately, I would soon discover that dogs are unable to pronounce the “g” sound, so from that moment on they
