Carl the Dog

Chapter 2

It's now Friday morning. For the last few days, Carl has been busy humping the dogs nearby.

Even the white poodle came back for more.

And today she came again.

"Hey baby," Carl said to the hot fluffy poodle.

"Do you want some more?" He said in a low sexy voice.

"Oh yes, please. And my name is Sasha." She answered with a slight moan.

"That sounds good my girl," Carl said with a smirk.

"I have a special place for us this time;)" He continued.

"Follow me."

Carl and Sasha walked to a little corner, with a pillow and some candles.

"Here you go my baby girl," Carl said, showing her the luxuries little dog fucking corner.

They both sat on the pillow, and carl started fucking oh so very hard.

This went on a few times more. Again and again and again and again.

Carl was in heaven. He was so thrilled that he had found a beautiful little fuck-friend.

But one day she didn't show up anymore.

Maybe she was just tired of fucking with him. Maybe she found someone new.

Or maybe she's just dead.

Carl did not know the cause, that's for sure.

So Carl moved on with his life as if nothing happened. But there was still a tiny part of him that wanted her back. Back with him.