He reached into his shorts and grabbed his dick. I know you just go-”
“Nah mom, its perfect.” Without pausing to help his mom with the groceries, Luke turned and bounded out of the kitchen and up the stairs, his dick pressing uncomfortably in his shorts until he got to his room. Slowly, it made its way closer and closer and Luke bit back a yelp. As be bobbed his lips along the cock, building up a rhythm, he could feel the dog, as well controlled as it was, slowly pulse it’s hips forward, forcing the massive prick further down his mouth. Luke moved in sync with the dog, surging back and forth. Luke groaned and grabbed his expensive bicycle as if it were a chore to have a $2000 bike. “She been a real bitc-“ Luke stopped and stepped out on to the deck, shutting the sliding door behind him as his mother, a plump, cheerful woman with greying curls walked into the kitchen carrying a bag of groceries.
