Dog Fight

Cooper knows what he wants. He slides a tail plug in deep, watches it wag every time he breathes. Then he brings the dog paw dildo to his mouth. Those lips wrap around it slow and greedy, tongue working every inch while the plug tugs inside him. He drops onto his back, starts stroking his thick cock, the tail swinging hard enough to slap his balls. The rhythm builds fast. He pisses without warning, catches the hot stream with his jock, soaks the fabric, then brings it up and sucks what he can. His breath turns ragged. A sharp yelp slips out right before he shoots, thick ropes painting his chest while the tail still twitches between his legs.