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Cuda let out a grunt as the tight dalmatian rear popped him once more... making it the fourth time in the hour.
"Heh, you ok spots? Need a water break?"
But Pascal was lost in the moment. Just a little bit earlier he asked Cuda in a shaky voice to please just sit on the couch, relax, and spread his legs for him. The dog needed that fat manhood inside him so bad he couldn't stop trembling, and Cuda was very happy to help sate his lust. Oh well, having your pregnant partner bounce on your lap was not a bad way to spend an afternoon, he thought to himself.