A Blowjob For the Driver. (2)
When the wind shifted and heavy rain began spilling onto the porch, Jed took it as his cue to head inside. It was far too early to sleep, and with the storm intensifying, he had a feeling it was going to be a long night. He set a fresh pot of coffee on the stove.
His husky, Tori, padded up beside him, tongue out, tail wagging. The three-year-old dog was a beautiful mix of gray and white fur with piercing blue eyes. Jed smiled, reaching down to scratch behind the dog’s ears before pouring some food into his bowl.
Another crack of thunder rolled through the house, loud and close. Tori whimpered and backed away. Jed picked him up gently and guided him into his room. If the storm kept this up, the dog wouldn’t get any sleep, and neither would he.
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