The smell of freshly brewed coffee and bacon filled the air. Slowly my leaf was being pulled to the bottom of the bed, and I heard a pant! Mei was regular in my bedroom, and like every morning my Border Collie – Mac, was pulling mad my blankets. I was on my back, my four-inch soft cock, zeenite resting on my right thigh. I’m conscience-stricken I said infuriating to rouse something to run things up with, I unendingly sleep nude I told Mei. She said, zeenite oh it’s not that, zeenite you have so many scars! My bedroom has two doors, in unison opens to the living apartment, the other to the bathroom, on through to the kitchen. His way of telling me time to get up and take him outside.