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Bandit could feel his erection getting warm near the base, he new the constant smacking and throbbing against his overdue belly was about to force an orgasm out of him... finally~ He'd been so pent up, and unfortunately no one was around to help the big dog. He crouched down and leaned back against a rock, the pressure in his pelvis squeezing on his prostate and making him whine. The lower he settled the higher that pressure went- and suddenly he let out a grunt. Bandit began painting the grass with his seed, it was thick and heavy from the pregnancy, his hormones making him way more potent than usual. He just held the position, panting and huffing as he felt his manhood get the relief it deserved.