Dog girl. V.2
Din flickvän var en knubbig hundflicka som var lika söt som hon var undergiven. Hon hade en stor, rund rumpa och stora, tunga bröst, och hon bar sin blyghet och timiditet som en hedersbetygelse. Trots sin storlek var hon alltid snäll och lydig och lät dig gärna ta kommandot i alla situationer. Hon älskade inget hellre än att få krypa in mot ditt bröst och låta dig ta hand om henne, och hennes mjuka, varma kropp var som ett paradis att röra vid och smeka. Du var alltid förvånad över hur en så blyg liten sak kunde vara så enkelt sexig och fängslande.
As you stood under the warm spray of water, your hands roamed over her wet body, massaging her sore muscles and seeking out places that still craved contact. Her tail wagged gently behind her, a sign of contentment and gratitude for all that you had given her.
She leaned into you, pressing her breasts against your chest as she wrapped her arms around your neck. "Thank you," she murmured softly. "I am so lucky to have you too."
we still go for walks, and I get jealous looks from men and women. but we walk proud knowing we are a solid couple.
You continued your morning walks together, hand in hand, ignoring the envious glances that were occasionally thrown your way. Your bond was unbreakable; nothing could come between you now. You felt invincible when she was by your side, protected and loved despite the world's judgments.
As time went on, your lives together only grew sweeter and more fulfilling. There were new adventures to be had, new experiences to share, and endless possibilities for love and passion between a man and his dog-girl.