"He didn't know what to do at first. He jumped around on the bed and licked my ass and down into my crotch, but he didn't think of mounting me, not right away."

"I talked to him low and soothing, and finally I just waggled my ass and waited. My heart was thudding in my chest like it had boots on. But that itch in my belly and my love for Bo kept me trying."

"He knew I wanted something, he just couldn't figure out what. I just didn't look enough like a female greyhound to make his instincts work."

"But he was all hot and bothered, too, and after a couple minutes he sort of accidentally mounted me for a second, then slid aside and off. But – wow – I had a second of feeling his cock jab at my crotch."

"I encouraged him and eventually he hopped up on me again. His front paws were on my back and shoulders and he was panting and jabbing away at my crotch again."

"He didn't get in – he was between my thighs, hitting my ass… but he stayed in position for about ten seconds, and I made encouraging sounds and said, 'Nice Bo, good boy!' and like that. I tried to reach under and grab his cock and put it in, but he didn't know enough to be still for a second – he just kept humping away blindly."

"Then he slid off and pranced around me on the bed, then thumped down onto the floor, and jumped back on the bed – with that long pink rod sticking out of him underneath."

"He made a lot of noise – the bed creaked and rattled when he jumped around on it, and he shook the house when he jumped down to the floor. I mean, he weighed over a hundred twenty pounds."

"If I hadn't known for sure my dad was doped to sleep I wouldn't have dared bring Bo inside."

"But then he got an inkling of what I wanted, because I was still crouched down on my knees like that and I was calling to him."

"He jumped up on me again and started jabbing. And it happened. Jesus, did it! Suddenly he found the hole and I almost screamed! It was just wham – six or seven inches of dog cock was plunged into me!"