“Nevermind that, where’s her owner?” someone else chimes in. You jizz I don’t need to be telling people my life’s story. I’m gonna do it. He gently shoves me to a nearby wall. He lets go and says,
“See you tomorrow, pet.” He then heads home. I instinctively burrow into his chest. I mean, if it’s a known method, it can’t be too bad, right?”
“Well, only if you’re sure,” he says,
“Positive. Why does everyone feel the need to make fun of me? I’m gonna have babies. I slide more of him in my mouth, reaching the base of his dick, maintaining my speed. It feels so nice being complimented. What is this?”
He turns me around again and pins me to the bed, continuing his pace.
