Thank Kevin

The dog crawls over to Kevin, who’s making a plate at the buffet table with people food. A cocktail wienie rolls off his plate onto the floor. The dog goes for it immediately and sucks it up inside its hood before Kevin can even react.

“Wow! That was pretty fast for an ol' dog!” Kevin says. “Someone must be hungry. Is that it, ol' dog? Are ya hungry, boy?”

The dog can’t help but enthusiastically respond to Kevin’s condescending tone, talking to it like it’s a real dog with very little brains. It sits up and begs with its leather mitt paws whining like a **** bitch.

“Alright, catch!”

Kevin throws a piece of cheese up in the air in front of the dog. It watches intently and tries to snatch it from midair, but fails and deflects the cube back with its neoprene snout. No matter. The dog is content to retrieve it from the floor despite the additional hair and debris it collected when it hit and rolled.

“Aw, poor ol' dog! Let’s try again. Here you go!”

Kevin tosses another cube of cheese towards the dog. This time it hits right between the dog’s eyes and bounces back high enough for Kevin to catch it.

“Good job, ol' dog! You learned how to play catch!”

Kevin lowers the piece of cheese so the dog can eat from his hand. It continues to lick the palm of his hand until Kevin pulls it back. The dog notices Kevin’s growing erection filing up the front of his underwear. It knows exactly how to thank Kevin for coming to the party and treating it like a stupid animal on its birthday.

The dog sits up in the begging position again, but this time it leans forward and pulls down the front of Kevin’s trunks with its leather paws. Kevin’s dick springs up and slaps his abs. It’s almost fully erect already at about seven inches. The shaft and balls are darker than the rest of Kevin’s complexion and the head was a deep reddish purple color. The dog wastes no time and devours Kevin’s dick. The dog hood prevents it from deep throating, so it focuses its tongue and attention on the glans instead.

Kevin eventually grabs its head and dictates the rhythm as he starts skull fucking it. The dog complies with no signs of resistance. Kevin increases his speed and velocity as he encourages the dog.

“That’s a good ol' dog! Get ready for your treat, ol' dog.”

Kevin grabs the dog’s hood and pulls it closer into his crotch, smashing the neoprene snout into the dog’s face. He holds it close and thrusts his dick further down its throat spurting an enormous amount of cum directly into its belly. The dog can barely breathe and almost passes out before Kevin releases its hood and lets it recover.

“Happy birthday, ol' dog. Thanks for inviting me to your party.”