Lucky dog Ch2: Accident

Lucky dog Ch2: Accident
Angela was wet in that special place. She was wearing no bra and no panties. She was on her back in bed. She was alone except for lucky. She needed to do something about her urges or she would go just as nuts as her boy friend.

Looking over at the dog’s raging red shaft she sighed. She wanted it, but at some level she knew that it would break her in half. Some girls go for black guys based upon cock size. They really need to get themselves a good dog if that’s the only thing they’re after.

“You can watch. That’s all you get.”

Her hand moved down and she began rubbing herself. Her hands were better than her boyfriend’s tongue had been and she was building towards climax. Her free hand came up to play with her nipples and she noticed something really wrong. She was off balance. Lucky was on the side of the bed and she was on the far other edge. She was falling off.

She hit the floor with a thump and her one hand still on her clit. Her butt was in the air and her shoulders were on the floor. She was so close to orgasm, but she really should get up off of the floor. If she got up she might lose it.

She started to gather together the will power that it would take to get up, but she couldn’t quite do it. Her laziness cost her. Lucky’s tongue found her hungry slit. Lucky’s tongue was much better than her boyfriend’s had been. It was soft and warm and wet.

He must have gotten some nourishment from consuming her will power because he kept at it until there was nothing left other than a buzz of pleasure in Angela’s mind after a few minutes. Tingling had spread outwards from her legs and at some point it met the inferno of heat that came off her nipples.