Guaranteed Birth Control
by Slippery Saddle Bum
Copyright© 2025 by Slippery Saddle Bum
Coming of Age Sex Story: Carolyn was raised under the thumb of her domineering and hypocritical mother. Now that she's graduated from high school, she's pursuing a career in Nursing to forever free herself from her mother's dominating control. The thing is, she knows that her well-to-do mother will instantly stop supporting her and paying for her education, if she ever got pregnant. She finally finds a way to have unprotected sex and never have to worry about being impregnated or infected with a social disease.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa ft/ft Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fan Fiction School Furry Cream Pie First Masturbation Oral Sex Safe Sex .
Carolyn Quinn is a student nurse, and this is her first year away from home and her mother’s strict supervision. Carolyn’s secret wish is to find a partner to have sex with without the risk of birth control pill failure. At the same time, she realizes that she wants to maintain her reputation, which means she’ll need privacy, so instead of a dorm room, she was looking for an off-campus apartment. When she saw an ad for an extra deep two and a half car garage that’d been converted to an apt., she called to make an appointment to see what it looked like. The lady said she could come right now and gave Carolyn the address.
The address of the house is about three-quarters of a mile beyond the outskirts of town, and when she got there, Carolyn saw that the property was surrounded by a thick growth of mature lilac bushes and dotted with an assortment of large oak, maple, and walnut trees.
When she’d pulled back into the driveway, she saw Mrs. Wilson walk out the front door of the garage/apartment. She was a trim, good-looking woman who appeared to be in her mid-forties.
After they’d introduced themselves to each other, Mrs. Wilson said, “I left the door open to let fresh air in. Go on in and look around. I think you’ll like it.”
Carolyn quickly saw that the entire apartment had been beautifully done, and when she asked, Mrs. Wilson said that her son had done the work, and then his company had offered him a promotion to a position that more than doubled his current salary. He’d have been a fool to turn it down, but the position they’d offered him was in another state. He’d had no choice but to move, so he’d told his mom to rent the apartment to augment her income. She told Carolyn that she’d made sure the place was clean and spotless before she ran the ad, and that’s the way she wanted to find it when a tenant moved out or they’d forfeit their two-month deposit.
Fortunately for Carolyn, she was the first person to respond to the ad and see the apartment. She told the woman that she was a student nurse and couldn’t afford to pay a lot of money for rent.
The woman (Mrs. Wilson) asked her if she could afford $650 per month.
Surprised, Carolyn knew that the apartment was worth close to a thousand dollars a month and quickly agreed to pay the $650. She was even more surprised to learn that utilities were included ... heat, hot water, and electricity. Mrs. Wilson told Carolyn that her son had even fed cable and internet service over from the main house but asked her not to tell anyone about it.
Carolyn also noticed that Mrs. Wilson’s son had replaced the personnel door at the side of the garage with a much heavier solid-core entry door, providing better insulation and a more secure alternate entry to the apartment. She also saw the new 3’ concrete walkway along the side, from the front down past the personnel door to the backyard area, where there’s a 4’ chain-link dog run and dog pen.
While they were talking, Mrs. Wilson noticed that the dense lilac bushes needed to be cut back to keep them from blocking the walkway. She told Carolyn that her son had previously done it and said that she has long-handled pruning shears in her new garage that Carolyn can use to keep the bushes trimmed back.
The three-year rental agreement was signed, the deposit made, and Carolyn had her secure location.
She’d planned to go to VOA and Goodwill to see if she could find some of the things she’ll need in the apartment but then decided to look through the estate sales ads, hoping to find the things she needs, plus a really nice, matching bedroom set for a reasonable price. Luck was with her ... just as it had been when she found the apartment. She answered an estate sale ad a few miles out in the country that only one other person had shown up for and got everything she needed and more for only $1950.
The guy was hoping to get into Carolyn’s panties so, to sweeten the deal, he offered to deliver everything she’d purchased in his grand dad’s box van.
He delivered. She didn’t.
After he left, Carolyn couldn’t believe her good fortune. She has a thousand dollar a month apartment for $650 a month, with the bonus of paid utilities, internet & cable, and had just purchased at least $20,000 to $25,000 worth of expensive and well cared for furniture, including a double recliner couch, an expensive La Z Boy Recliner, two plush, high end easy chairs, two wall-hung flat screen LG TVs ... one 55” and one 43”, a beautiful dining table w/6 matching chairs, hutch and china cabinet, expensive rugs and lamps, a beautiful full size bedroom set w/premium mattress and box springs, spare sheets, pillows, covers and comforters, a box of clothes hangers, kitchenware, what looked like a nearly new microwave oven, a complete set of Corelle Dinnerware, a matched set of table glasses, a case each of dish and laundry detergent, three cases of 24ct paper towels, two 80 roll cases of Angel Soft professional series toilet paper, a case and a half of Clorox bleach, cleaning pads and myriad other odds and ends for a paltry $1950.00 because the guy wanted to empty the beautiful house he’d inherited from his rich Aunt in order to expedite its sale. As she stood there looking at everything she’d bought, Carolyn pegged him as a fool because he should have asked for three times what he’d charged her. If she’d had a place to store the rest of it, she’d have bought it and resold it for a hefty profit.
Mrs. Wilson came over to invite Carolyn to join her for supper and, when she saw all the supplies, the decorative and storage shelves, flower stands, high quality furniture and furnishings, she looked at her and said, “Wow! You have very nice furniture, Carolyn. Your family must be very well off.”
Carolyn laughed and said, “My mother is but not me, Mrs. Wilson. This is all new to me. I saw an ad in the paper for an estate sale and went there to see what they had. The guy said he’d inherited his Aunt’s house and wanted to get everything out of the house so he can sell it. Only one other person had showed up and didn’t buy anything. The price of everything was unbelievably low. What I bought is worth way more than what I paid for it. The guy even loaded it all into his grandfather’s truck and delivered it to me.”
Then she chuckled and added, “It took some doing to get rid of him because I could tell that he was looking for extra payment. When I told him that my parents were due to be here in a few minutes, he suddenly remembered that he had to be somewhere and left.”
Mrs. Wilson laughed and then warned her to keep her shades drawn, her windows and doors locked and her eyes open just in case the guy comes back for that extra ‘payment’.
Nodding, Carolyn smiled and told her that she’d gotten the license number from his car before they left and from the truck he’d delivered her furniture with and had written it and his name on the receipt for the furniture and items she’d bought.
Carolyn then thanked Mrs. Wilson for her offer of supper but declined, saying that she’d stopped at Wendy’s on the way home and picked up a salad, a bowl of chili and a Pepsi. “And besides, I have too much to sort out, assemble and put away before I have to be in class in the morning.” She told her that she’d be over to borrow her pruning shears, the next day, so she could start trimming the Lilac bushes back from the walkway. She’d noticed that the Lilac bushes along the side of Mrs. Wilson’s main house were in need of trimming, too, so she told her that she’d trim them when she was finished with the walkway.
Mrs. Wilson thanked her and said she could take $50 off of next month’s rent payment.
Things settled down and went smoothly after that. Carolyn registered at Nursing school, attended her classes, paid the rent on the 1st of the month and periodically trimmed the Lilac bushes along the walkway to the apartment’s side entrance and then did the same to the bushes along the front and side of Mrs. Wilson’s house.
She knew that her schooling to be an RN was going to last for three years so her apartment was home and respite from the hours she spent at the hospital and school.
With no other pressing issues, Carolyn began to focus on how she can have sex on a regular, if not daily, basis and be 100% certain that she won’t get pregnant or be infected with Aids, Syphilis, or some other foul venereal disease. A pregnancy would destroy her chance of becoming a nurse because she knew that her mother would stop paying her tuition, cancel the credit card she uses to pay for expenses and disown her, all in a heartbeat.
Carolyn had grown up knowing that her mother is a first class BITCH, a BULLY and a two-faced Mormon hypocrite who, after years of cheating on Carolyn’s stepdad and driving him away from her, used the Courts to continue milking thousands in undeserved alimony from him.
Carolyn’s goal in life is to get her Nursing degree and license so she can be free from her mother’s position of dominance and no longer be dependent on her for a damned thing.
One night, she was entertaining herself by surfing internet porn sites, when she came across a video of a woman leading an absolutely HUGE dog into her bedroom. The dog kept jumping up, putting his paws on her shoulders and doing everything he could to take her down. She was ‘resisting’ but was clearly leading the way toward the bed. It was obvious that the dog was determined to fuck her and it was just as obvious that he’d already BEEN fucking her because she wasn’t in the least afraid and was, in fact, taunting, teasing and playing with him. There was no doubt that the dog weighed substantially more than she did. She was a sexy, damned good-looking woman, built like a brick shit house. When she took her jeans off, any man who saw her and didn’t know that she lets her dog fuck her would want to lick her pussy before doing the same thing that her dog was about to do to her. Clearly, the dog had already been fucking her on a regular basis and knew that he was going to fuck her now, which is why he was so excited. Just as she finished removing her jeans and panties and straightened up, he jumped up and put his paws on her shoulders, bowling her backward onto the bed. Most of his huge cock was out and Carolyn saw it just before he moved further onto the bed to lay between the woman’s open thighs and begin dry fucking her.
Carolyn murmured to herself, “My God, he’ll kill her if he hits her pussy opening and forces that thing inside of her.” The woman kept yelling at the dog, “Get off of me.” and struggling but it was a bullshit act because she was doomed to be fucked from the second she took her jeans and panties off.
The dog kept at it and Carolyn knew, by the woman’s and by the dog’s reactions, exactly when the dog found the woman’s cunt opening. She groaned and twisted her body, as he jabbed and steadily worked his very thick and fully 12” cock up into her belly. When he had it all the way in, they both settled into what looked to be their familiar position and the dog started fucking her just like a man would ... with long, even strokes, for about fifteen minutes.
With her heels locked over his back, she fucked him back and came three or four times, while he continued fucking her before the dog buried his cock in her pussy, stopped fucking her and she pushed her cunt up to him while he pumped his full load of come into her.
She knew when he was finished coming in her because you could see her slowly relax and just let his cock soak in her cock squeezing cunt for another four or five minutes before he slowly began pulling that bloated, foot long monster out of her thoroughly fucked cunt. Carolyn watched in absolute awe at the size of the dog’s cock and the volume of come that was gushing out of her still stretched opening onto the bedspread and running off onto the floor.
After the dog was off of her, he reached back and gave her cunt five or six full tongue laps and then lay down at the corner of the bed to lick her cunt juice off of his cock.
The woman just lay there for another two or three minutes, recuperating from that magnificent fuck until she finally sat up, looked down at her freshly dog fucked cunt, put her hand over it and got up to go to the bathroom while the dog lay at the foot of the bed licking their come off of his fat, foot long cock ... resting up to mount and fuck her again when she came back from the bathroom. (End of Video)
Carolyn was furiously rubbing her pussy as she murmured to herself, “My God. His cock is huge. He had it all the way inside of her and he actually fucked her. I wish that was me. If I had a dog like that and nobody knew I was letting him fuck me, he’d be fucking me at least twice a day and I’d never have to worry about getting pregnant. She saved the video’s URL to her desktop, titling it as THE RIGHT WAY TO TENDERIZE TUBE STEAK.
Stumbling across that video and watching it changed Carolyn’s life because she started looking up dog breeds to find out what kind of dog it was that had so masterfully fucked that woman’s brains out.
It took a few days, but she finally determined that it was a Bull Mastiff crossed with some kind of hound. Having already looked at all the different breeds, Carolyn decided to look for a Bull Mastiff crossed with a German Sheppard. But then, she realized that she’d better go talk to Mrs. Wilson about having a dog. She thought that maybe she’d tell her that she’s had an uneasy feeling that someone is watching her and would feel safer having a dog for a companion. She’d seen the dog run, the kennel and the pen behind her apartment so, at some point, they’d had a pretty good size dog.
A smile that turned sad crossed Carolyn’s face as she remembered having a dog when she was about seven. His name was Barney. Barney liked licking the water off of her after she took a shower. Sometimes he’d be waiting outside of the shower so Carolyn would have to push the bathroom door back shut before she could step out of the shower. Barney would already be licking at her legs and that’s what he was doing, one day, that caused her to trip and lose her balance, ending up sitting on the toilet lid with Barney happily licking her all over. His tongue felt really good as it swiped up through the slit between her legs so she opened them wider, slid forward on the seat and let him keep licking her there. He must have liked the taste because he licked and licked and licked until a very strong tingling feeling spread from her slit and went all through Carolyn’s body. Barney was licking her pee hole like crazy ... trying to make his tongue go up inside of her. That felt really good, too, so Carolyn tried to relax so Barney’s tongue could get deeper inside of her. He must have been licking her for a long time because, when he finally stopped, Carolyn realized that her body was almost dry. That night, Barney was on Carolyn’s bed, licking her slit in the dark bedroom. If she’d put her pillow under her butt or been sitting on the edge of the bed, she might have been mounted, fucked and knotted with Barney’s 4½” cock filling her freshly devirginized 7-year-old vagina with dog semen.
‘Wow! Carolyn thought. ‘What a flashback!’ Then she re-felt the sadness and sense of loss that just two months later, Barney had died when he was chasing the neighbors’ cat and got hit by a car.
Nobody talked about getting another dog. Barney was part of the family and he was gone. No one had cried harder or missed him more than Carolyn did.
Carolyn put her clothes back on, then walked over to ask Mrs. Wilson about getting a dog. Mrs. Wilson thought it was a good idea and told Carolyn she could use the fenced area with the kennel and dog run behind her apartment. She told Carolyn that she’d have the lawn care people clean it up. When she asked what kind of dog she was getting, Carolyn answered, “I’m thinking of getting one that’s big enough to keep intruders away. I’ll have him inside at night, so there won’t be any noise to bother you.” Mrs. Wilson wished her luck and asked Carolyn to introduce her to her new dog when she found him.
Carolyn had been searching for three weeks when she spotted an ad with a phone number for a two-year-old ‘unfixed’ male Bull Mastiff Sheppard. When she called, the man said that he and his wife were an older couple whose son had died in a military accident. There was no price given and the man on the phone didn’t mention one ... The ad just said “Bluto’s a 2 yr. old ‘unfixed’ male Mastiff Sheppard. He’s a good boy and an orphan who needs a good home.”
After Carolyn talked to the man on the phone, she jumped in her car and let her GPS guide her for the forty-two mile distance to the address she’d been given.
As she neared her destination, Carolyn reasoned that, since his owner had been in the military, he’d most likely trained his dog to behave and obey commands. She’d studied the characteristics of the Mastiff Sheppard mix and learned that it’s an excellent combination of breeds. The German Sheppard’s superior intelligence had been the deciding factor in why she’d chosen that breed combined with the size and power of the Mastiff. In any leadership relationship, establishing and maintaining authority is the key to control.
When her GPS chirped “Your destination is ½ mile ahead on your right.”, Carolyn could see the white, well-kept two story farmhouse ahead. There were two very large barns, each with two silos and four or five smaller outbuildings. She saw two huge John Deere combines, a large John Deere Tractor, an equally large Massy Ferguson, two large and one medium size Farmall tractors neatly parked next to each other. Spread out in rows behind them were several different farm implements. Clearly, these people are serious farmers who’ve lived here for a spell. Carolyn double checked their names on the notepad that was lying on the passenger seat to verify that Myron and Claire Scherbyn are their names.
As she pulled into the driveway, she heard the full throated warning bark of a large dog. Carolyn smiled, ‘At least he doesn’t go nuts and bark his head off until someone shuts him in the basement.’ She parked her car and got out just as a man came out of the house. She heard him tell the dog to ‘Stay’, so she’d heard him bark from the inside of the house, while she was in her moving car. ‘Holy shit’, Carolyn thought. ‘What a set of lungs.’
The 50’ish year-old man who stepped off of the landing to greet Carolyn was ruggedly built ... no doubt the result of his profession. After the usual pleasantries, he explained why he couldn’t keep his son’s dog. His wife was extremely depressed because of the death of their son and he just didn’t have the time to do his work, then take care of her and a dog ... plus the dog was a constant reminder of their loss for both of them.
When he let Bluto out to let him and Carolyn meet, it quickly became evident to Carolyn that he wasn’t just getting rid of the dog. He asked her several pointed questions that she was sure were meant to determine whether he was going to allow her to take over the care and wellbeing of their son’s dog.
After he’d asked four or five questions, Carolyn smiled at him, as she hugged Bluto’s big head to her thigh, scratched behind his ear and said, “Mr. Scherbyn, I know what you’re doing and I respect you for doing it. You have my word of honor that Bluto will be very happy and well taken care of. If you want to see, I took some pictures of where he’s going to live so you can see that he’ll have plenty of room to run around and won’t be tied to a stake, some shed or a tree. He’s a beautiful dog and I really want him. I promise I’ll look after him and make him one of the World’s happiest, most well taken care of dogs, ever. I swear it. Carolyn almost had tears in her eyes as she pleaded with the man.
Mr. Scherbyn looked at her and at the way Bluto was leaning into her ... eating up the attention that she was giving him. Giving her a friendly smile he said, “Well, he appears to be fond of having you scratch behind his ears. And you sound as if you mean what you’re telling me...”
He stopped talking, squatted down and hugged Bluto’s head, whispered something in his ear that got him a lick. Patting Bluto on the head and getting back to his feet, he looked at Carolyn and said, “Bluto likes to go for rides so why don’t I give you his bed, leash, water dish and dinner bowl so you can take him for a ride to see his new home?”
A huge smile broke out on Carolyn’s face and she exclaimed, “Oh, thank you, Mr. Scherbyn. Thank you so much. I promise that I’ll take very good care of him. I’m sorry for your loss and tell your wife that I hope she feels better soon.”
“I will. Now let’s get Bluto and his things loaded into your car so you can be on your way. I don’t want you to see me crying like a baby.”
He went into the house and came out with a large water and dinner bowl set in a stainless-steel frame, along with a thickly padded 4’ round dog bed. After putting the bowl set in the back, he loaded two bags of dog food and three cases of canned dog food before folding the dog bed double, then shoving it into the open rear gate of Carolyn’s Rav 4 and closing it.
Carolyn saw tears in his eyes as she opened the back door of her Rav 4 and said, “Let’s go, Bluto.” He jumped right into the car and sat like a well behaved dog. Carolyn hugged Mr. Scherbyn, thanked him again, and then said goodbye. She opened the driver’s door of her car, got in, fastened her seatbelt, started the engine, dropped the shifter into drive and continued around the loop, back to the hi-way and home. She had tears in her eyes for Mr. Scherbyn, but she was joyously happy when the big furry head of her backseat passenger appeared next to her shoulder.
She turned to look at him just as he licked her face, causing her to laugh. She leaned her head in his direction and whispered, “Have you ever licked a woman’s pussy, Bluto? If not, you’re in for a tasty treat, as soon as we get home. I can’t wait to find out what a big tongue like yours feels like.”
When they got back to the apartment, Carolyn stopped in front of the big house to introduce Mrs. Wilson and Bluto to each other. When Mrs. Wilson came out to meet him, she couldn’t believe how big he was. She laughed and said, “I feel sorry for any late-night intruder that he catches sneaking around here. He looks big enough to eat the evidence.”
Carolyn laughed when she said that because she knew what Bluto was going to be eating, soon after they get to their apartment. The jar of Jiff peanut butter is sitting on her nightstand; in case she needs it to get him started.
After five minutes with Mrs. Wilson, Carolyn had Bluto get back in the car so she could drive the short distance from the big house to the apartment where Carolyn was going to begin teaching Bluto to lick her pussy and fuck her, just the way she’d seen the woman in the video get fucked by her big dog. She parked the car and, while she got his dishes and bed out of her car and next to the apartment door, she let Bluto out to sniff the area and become familiar with it. After he’d checked the area out, he lifted his leg and pissed on a huge Maple tree.
Carolyn laughed and thought to herself, ‘He’s marking his territory but, when we get inside, he’s going to lick me and, hopefully, put his big cock inside of me and fuck me the way that woman’s dog fucks her.
“Come on, Bluto. Let’s see if you like the smell and taste of your wife’s cunt.”
Carolyn couldn’t believe how wet and slippery her pussy was, as she unlocked the apartment door and opened it. Bluto followed her in and sat while she placed his bed next to hers, then set his dishes at the end of the kitchen counter before filling one of them with fresh water. She carried the three cases of premium canned dog food and the unopened and opened bags of dog food in and set them in one of the cabinets.
Bluto was still sitting where he’d sat, when he came in the door. Carolyn figured that he must be trained to do that to keep from tracking mud and water around the house during sloppy weather. “Come here, Bluto.” she called, slapping her thigh, and he bounded across the room to her. “That’s a good boy, Bluto. You deserve a good fuck for behaving so well. Let’s go to the bedroom so you can get a whiff of my pussy while I’m taking my panties off.”
Bluto happily followed along, neither of them aware of the pleasure that awaited them.
Loosening the belt and waistband of the tight fitting jeans she was wearing, Carolyn lowered the zipper and used her thumbs to push the jeans and her pussy juice soaked panties down her thighs to below her knees. She’d barely sat down on the edge of her bed when Bluto caught the strong scent of cunt and immediately began conducting an investigation. Carolyn was excited and laughing as she kicked her jeans and panties the rest of the way off and spread her thighs for Bluto’s onslaught. He was furiously licking her cunt from her asshole to the top of her slimy slit ... sweeping her pussy secretions away with each lap of his long, wide tongue. When he’d gotten most of it, she felt his tongue start reaching into her cunt opening. Lying back on the bed with her knees pulled all the way up, Carolyn realized that his long tongue was reaching deep inside, where he was touching super sensitive nerves inside of her ... actually fucking her with his tongue.
“Ohhhhh Bluto. she moaned. “You’re fucking me with your big soft tongue. It feels so good. I think you’re going to make me come.”
Bluto didn’t understand what Carolyn was saying but he liked what he was tasting so he kept thrusting his tongue deep into her cunt and was repeatedly rewarded with gushes of Carolyn’s orgasmic secretions.
Carolyn came so many times that it was as if she’d been having a never-ending orgasm. Even when she passed out from the ecstasy, she woke up still being tongue fucked by Bluto ... until she woke up with his weight on her chest and his cock buried deep in her cunt. Carolyn didn’t know how long he’d been fucking her but she loved that her cunt had never been so full. Bluto was fucking her just like the dog in the video had fucked that woman. Not hard and fast but deep, steady and unbelievably satisfying.
Wrapping her arms and legs around him, she moaned, “You’re my mate and I’m yours’, Bluto, as she began matching his movements and fucking her pussy up to meet his deep penetrations. We’ll never have kids but you’re going to fuck gallons of your come into me.”
What she predicted proved to be true. From that day forward, Carolyn was the happiest she’d ever been in her life. She was getting fucked for one to two hours a day without having to fear getting pregnant. Weeks and months went by and Carolyn’s grades were at the top of her class because she wasn’t thinking about boys or a boyfriend and could focus on her education.
Seven wonderful months had passed when Carolyn came home, one day, looking forward to another magnificent tongue lashing and cunt filling fuck from Bluto. To her utter dismay, he was sound asleep in his dog pen. She had to call his name to wake him up to come to the gate of his pen and into the apartment. When she went to the bedroom, anticipating a good cunt licking and a world class fuck, she saw that Bluto had curled up and fallen asleep on his bed.
Leaving Bluto to sleep it off, she went outside and headed over to have a talk with Mrs. Wilson. She rang the doorbell several times and knocked on the door until Mrs. Wilson finally came to the door. She was wearing a housecoat and looking as if she’d just woken up. Carolyn knew why she’d been sleeping.
“You had Bluto over here today, didn’t you, Mrs. Wilson?”
“Mrs. Wilson started crying and said, “It wasn’t my fault, Carolyn. I was just out walking around the yard, and he was bouncing around in his pen like he wanted company, so I let him out to walk around with me. He was running around the yard and then coming back to see me. Everything was fine.
We were over behind the house when I went up on my back porch to rest for a bit. He followed me up and, when I sat down on my settee, he came over in front of me and pushed his head under my house dress. He’s so big and I didn’t have any underwear on. He started licking me and I couldn’t stop him. He just kept licking me ... it seemed like forever. I felt so weak when he climbed up on top of me. He’d already torn my house dress away and, suddenly, he was having sex with me. I couldn’t stop him, but it felt so good I didn’t want to. He did it to me for a really long time and then I felt him squirting his semen into me. I know it’s sick,
but it’s been so long since I’ve had sex. He stayed inside of me and just kept having sex with me until he came inside of me again. He made me come at least a dozen times, she said, sounding ashamed of herself.
Carolyn patted her on the shoulder, smiled and said, “He fucks really good and he sure has a nice big cock, doesn’t he, Mrs. Wilson?”
“Oh, God, yes!” she answered, instantly. “I’ve never been fucked that well in my life! That’s the biggest cock that’s ever been inside of me.”
“Me, too ... But Bluto is my dog, Mrs. Wilson. I don’t want you fucking him, so you need to get a dog of your own.”
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