Joe watched the whole thing, amazed how such a person who was quiet and polite could turn into this sort of vixen when coaxed correctly. Mature sex After a couple of minutes his brain kicked into gear and he smiled as he looked down at the dog, his faithful companion looking back with his tongue hanging out happily. “How’s my boy” Joe said and ruffled the dogs ears as he said hello, putting his face against the dogs neck and making noises. Sitting back on his heels, Joe watched with an aching cock as Bailey rested his paws on her waist, his hind legs taking his weight as an animalistic gut instinct took over, and began to move in and out of her. As the kettle boiled she wandered into the living room to grab a magazine, Bailey circling her legs making her stumble, knocking one of the old trinkets he kept as sentimental value to his Grandmother off the side and watched it roll under the table.
