Laura ran to throw on a robe, shoes and a coat. Then she fastened the leash on the restless animal. They went outside quickly, and sure enough, he really had to go.

"Good boy. You told me. I'm proud of you." Laura petted him as though he had done some outstanding trick. She looked at him lustfully as he urinated. She yearned for his prick even at that moment. It was stiff and beautiful, and she couldn't stop looking at it.

Laura felt guilty about fucking a dog. In her dazed contentment she wondered what people would think of her if they ever found out what she was doing.

They'll think that I'm crazy, and maybe I am. But I'm happy, so who the hell cares?

The dog frolicked on everybody's lawn, but luckily it was too early in the morning for anyone to be up to see him. Laura watched him run and play, her eyes full of lustful affection and desire. She had never been this happy and contented in her entire life!

They ran inside noisily, probably waking up some of the neighbors. Laura and the dog were in a world of their own, and no one else seemed to matter. Laura happily petted her new baby as they came into the apartment. "You're such a good, dear boy. Now, let's get some sleep. I think I'll go to bed for a few hours." She felt sated and weary, but oh, so content!

Laura put on a gown and tumbled back into bed, smelly and sticky from the screw. But she loved the wet, gooey feel of the cum between her legs. The big dog lay down to sleep at the side of her bed, and they both slept a deep, happy sleep.

Laura awoke to a sunny room. She wasn't accustomed to arising with the sun high, except on the weekends. It was usually quite dark when she awoke and dressed and went to school.

The dog was actually in bed with her when she woke up! He acted like he belonged there. The dear creature was snuggled up to her tits.

Could he remember that that's where we left off when we stopped to take him out last night?"