My Master usually watched me and even washed me on many occasions, which was another reason I didn’t shampoo my hair so often. Blowjob sex My brothers’ claws were nothing like my mate’s, but Barley had held me tight and now Bush was making me feel it. Barley lay on our bed, Bush on the floor chewing a leather toy, and Bandy sitting very near me, occasionally sticking his nose close and taking a lick of my wet skin. When Bush growled at me, I bared my teeth and snapped at his front leg. I’d wept for him briefly, for both of us, but this was better. I shared with Bush, getting my face next to his and digging into the food eagerly. I smiled and offered the world a deep-throated growl when the dog found my pussy with his tongue, digging a wet furrow between my plump labia and scraping my clitoris to sudden life.
