I bent her knees and splayed them to the sides. I slid my hand over his sheath and felt the ball of cock flesh forming underneath. The dog periodically tried the knot, testing if it might be pulled out. I shifted both hands to his body, one sliding back and forth over his belly. My mouth was busy with her pussy and she was torn to command the dog or not. On the ground, I stroked his side and scratched his ears. I smiled but gave her stern look, which seemed to surprise her. You’re my wife. Look at that cock and knot. I had to move quickly to catch up with her. I took Sammy’s head in my hands and kissed his snout. Work it out. The first gasp gave way to a moan and I lowered my back to the ground and raised my hips into the air. It was moments later when my body and mind regained some control that I found out Mrs. Woodburn must have noticed.
