“No, nothing of the sort.” “Ok, Momo, just do what the doctor says and you’ll get your reward.” “Fine.” He went through the tests, reading her blood pressure, looking into her ears and eyes, examining her teeth, and checking her reflexes, as well as the sensitivity of her ears and tail. Then came the final task. “Momo, you’ve been a good girl, and now, the last thing I’d like to do blonde is take a blood sample.” I had a feeling he’d do something like that. I certainly understood why. He had already taken some of her hairs. I had no objection to it, but Momo might cumshot not be the same. “A blood sample?” she asked. He pulled out a large syringe. “I’ll use this to draw some of your blood and collect it in a little container. It will just be a small poke. Can you give me your arm?” Seeing the needle, Momo became scared, but held out her arm. Dr. Lawrence swabbed her elbow with alcohol and rested the needle on blowjob her skin. “Ok, it’s going to feel like a big pinch, but just take a deep breath and look away.” I instinctively wrapped my arms around Momo from behind, holding her in a bear hug. I was right to do so, as when the needle was inserted, she released another shrill growl and tried to take a swing at him. I stopped her and held her still until the doctor was done. Once the needle was removed, Momo didn’t even wait sex for him to put on a band-aid. She curled up in my lap and cried on my shoulder. “Shhh, it’s ok, you were very brave. You were a good girl and it’s all over now.” Dr. Lawrence and I waited for her to become calm and then I brought her outside and set her in one of the chairs on the front mature porch to relax. Next, I called in Sonja. She bounced inside, full of energy and joy. “Here, Master!” she said, sitting next to me. “Sonja, I’d like you to speak with Dr. Lawrence and answer some questions.” “What species of dog was she before she transformed?” For the first time in her life, Camille knew blonde true fear. She loved doing it for him. Kate now was on one knee as she leaned on the side wall of the shower. “Let me just get blowjob showered and cool down. “Ooh!” She wasn’t wearing any sex panties. I closed his dead eyes dispassionately, their familiar gaze meaning nothing to me anymore. Her mouth was open wide in pleasure when she finally reached bottom. You stay put!” I admonished him mature with a stern wag of my finger. He could have had any girl (or boy for that matter) in the family in his bed, but was determined cumshot to only use the girls from fourteen and up, and even that gradually raised to a minimum of sixteen after a few years. And something to begin taming her – a whip, or a goad maybe?” No more diversions.