My P**** was soooo wet

I was sitting on my couch and my chocolate lab came up and started sniffing my crotch area. No one was home so I took off my clothes to see what he would do. He promptly stuck his doggy d*** in me and came inside my p****. I feel my half-dog child inside me and wish I never f***** with a dog so dont do that k bye :l

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    It was a cool Friday evening and I was bored. Incidentally, I did not want to go for my usual weekend night out. Everything seemed insipid. I was just not happy the way my life was going; wondered why it even bothered me. Usually booze and rough s** and my brand fix would do and I had a string of guys who would do me just for the asking; no just showing up with my well endowed b**** slim waist and "mega" hips that keeps the guys drooling. Just turned 18 and the hormones were raging.

    Finally, I locked my room door and lay on the bed sulking and moody. I put on the stereo but my favorite gigs were insipid too. What's really up with the night. What the f**k is it with this scr**d night? Then suddenly, someone was in my room; live, the lights were on. There was this strange feeling of guilt that enveloped me with his presence. He looked young, handsome and immaculate and I felt so dirty and wretched before him. I hid my face under the pillows and goosebumps rippled through my being like a wave on the sandy beach. Then the longest (about) fifteen minutes of silence I ever had in my life and he spoke: "Why have you been avoiding every overture of mine . . ." I was stunned. Overtures? I never knew him from Adam. I was ruminating on his question and shivering with fear in the interlude of about another 10 minutes. I was getting surprisingly relaxed only that guilt was resident in my heart. The next question showed me that this fellow whoever he may be knew what no other knew about me . . .

  • "you shunned all my entreaties and went and killed my son . . .? (pardon I can't put all the rest of this second part of the question that explored my life down here). I was stunned the more. "killed his son?" I knew instantly what he meant. I yanked off a six week fetus despite the tug of war in my heart to the contrary. I never told anyone; neither my parents nor my best friend knew. I did not know the father of my baby either (but definitely not this fellow standing here) for I had a "gang bang" in a night party two weeks before I missed my period and I was drunk and high. More so I knew I was in my ovulation then. The guilt increased. He seems to allow my heart to absorb his questions before the next one. Then he asked the one I knew was the last; "supposing you die now . . . where are you going to?" I knew immediately that the "man" who could enter my room while the door was securely locked could take my life without even a snap of the fingers. The fear was back with the goosebumps and the guilt intensely multiplied! I began to shiver and quake with sobs and tears streamed freely. The next 10-15 minute was like eternity.hapter.

  • Another Warning about Immoral Women 6While I was at the window of my house, looking through the curtain, 7I saw some naive young men, and one in particular who lacked common sense. 8He was crossing the street near the house of an immoral woman, strolling down the path by her house. 9It was at twilight, in the evening, as deep darkness fell. 10The woman approached him, seductively dressed and sly of heart. 11She was the brash, rebellious type, never content to stay at home. 12She is often in the streets and markets, soliciting at every corner. 13She threw her arms around him and kissed him, and with a brazen look she said, 14“I’ve just made my peace offerings and fulfilled my vows. 15You’re the one I was looking for! I came out to find you, and here you are! 16My bed is spread with beautiful blankets, with colored sheets of Egyptian linen. 17I’ve perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. 18Come, let’s drink our fill of love until morning. Let’s enjoy each other’s caresses, 19for my husband is not home. He’s away on a long trip. 20He has taken a wallet full of money with him and won’t return until later this month.” 21So she seduced him with her pretty speech and enticed him with her flattery. 22He followed her at once, like an ox going to the slaughter. He was like a stag caught in a trap, 23awaiting the arrow that would pierce its heart. He was like a bird flying into a snare, little knowing it would cost him his life. 24So listen to me, my sons, and pay attention to my words. 25Don’t let your hearts stray away toward her. Don’t wander down her wayward path. 26For she has been the ruin of many; many men have been her victims. 27Her house is the road to the grave. Her bedroom is the den of death.

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  • oooooooo half dog child, watch out 4 full moon!

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