I broke off the engagement because of my lover

I was dissatisfied with my sex life because my fiancé didn't satisfy me in bed, but I didn't want to cheat on him. I had many opportunities. Men were singing and teasing me because I'm very attractive, but I always backed out at the H time because I didn't want to hurt him. My fiancé was very polite and kind, a funny person, but there are hours that a man has to be screwed in bed with a woman. He couldn't do it and I wanted to be treated like a slut, a whore in the alcove. I asked him to swear at me, say bastards, make fun of my face, but it didn't help. I wanted to try anal sex and he said it was something. I thought it was a pretty provocative bitch, red dolls and little black dolls, nice-league lingerie, sexy, took up new pornographic films and he always looked at my body. I didn't even look at her with green eyes and honestly, I had a bunch of "I'm an ugly bitch" comments on my work, and I'm not even trying, because I'm an ugly bitch. Because of this, I always masturbated a lot, took pictures from the Net, DVDs and porn tapes from the rental companies, read stories like I read here on this website, virtual sex, anyway, I had several fantasies. But nothing compares to what happened to me. Sometimes I went to one or another zoophilia website, and masturbated, but I always thought that I would never have the courage to do something like that, to have sex with a horse or a dog, for example. I had a couple of elderly neighbors whom I had known since childhood. I liked them very much, they had a young daughter who was my best friend. Her name was Márcia, but she ended up getting married and moving to another city, and in the end we ended up losing contact. This couple had a German shepherd, who was really angry with other people, but with me he was always very docile and playful, because I frequented their house constantly because of this friend of mine and he was accustomed to me since he was a little boy. Soon after she got married, the couple would visit their daughter just inside, and then they would extend the vacation for another 1 month. They then asked if I could not look after and take care of Toby (the dog) for a month, going every day to their house and checking that everything was in order. I said yes, no problem. So they left the key of the house with me because they trusted me so much. They treated me like a daughter. They left pounds and pounds of food, dog food, meat in the freezer in the freezer, and even money for any eventuality. They had complete confidence in me, and I agreed to help, saying that I wouldn't get in the way, because I was interning only in the morning and I was only going to law school at night, so I could go home and take care of Toby. I'd go on doing my "job". I'd give food to Toby, I'd put water in, I'd come back at the end of the afternoon, I'd put some more water, some rations, and I'd go to college. But one Friday, I went to college, and on the way out, I found myself with my fiancé. I had an unexplained fire in my barn that early evening, and I went to his apartment. When I got there, we had sex, but that silly thing, that usual routine, besides the sex being very fast. I think it didn't even take five minutes and the worst thing I couldn't enjoy was the separation. I felt like a reservoir of sperm. I tried to talk to him at once, arguing with him that our sex was getting worse every week, without the slightest eroticism or imagination, but he didn't respond. He still had sex with me because he was a crazy person and he didn't want to talk to me. I went to college and on the way out, I met my fiancé. I had an unexplaced fire in my barn that early evening, and I went to his apartment. When I got there, we had sex, we had sex, but I was so embarrassed by the fact that he was sleeping in my bedroom with my boyfriend. He was still wearing shorts and he was crying in his shorts. I don't know what came over me, but I started to feel an uncontrollable heat and excitement. At that moment, I felt an intensely strong urge to be fucked. So I decided to open Toby's legs even more and I felt Toby's muzzle forcing, poking against my shorts, looking for my Xanax. I was loving it, and I remembered the zoophilia sites how dogs like to lick. The garage of the house was closed, only had a small sliding window that led to the backyard of the house, so no one on the street could see us, and I thought, why not? I could get up and then Toby screamed at my legs. His red back was getting bigger and bigger and exposed outside the room. I was thinking a little bit of power to get rid of me and open the shorts, and I fell in love with Toby again and I sat on the bench and I felt my legs open, and now all the saliva was disappearing with the exquisite saliva, and I was just getting up from the shorts. The garage of the house was closed, there was only a small swinging window that led to the backyard of the house, so that no one on the street could see us, and I thought, "Why not? I could get up and he was sucking my butt so far away from the room, but I was so mad, and I knew that he was sucking my room, and I was inside the door, and I had a little bit of the key to my room, and I knew, and I was going to my room, and I was so far away from my room, and I was, and I had a little bit of my room, but, but, and I was so crazy, and I had a little bit of the key, and I was, and I was, and I had a little bit of the key to be, and I was, and I knew, but, and I had a little bit of the key, and I was, and I was, and I was, and I was, and I had a, and I was, and I was, and I was, and I had a little bit of, and I was, and I was, and I was, and I was, and, and I was, and I was, and I was, and I was, and I was, and I had a little bit, and I was, and I was, and, and I was, and I was, and I was, and I was, and I was, and I was, and I was, and I was, and I was, and I was, and I was, and I was, Then I lay in Marcia's (my friend) bed with my legs open and raised, placing two thick pillows that were on the bed, under my butt to lift my belly and Toby's butt and I was in the position of chicken with the xana well in the disposition of Toby. He came up on me with his furry and muscular body and began to lick my face. I grabbed all the honeycomb stick of my canine lover and took it in the direction of my wet xana with him making frantic movements trying to penetrate me in any way. He, at once, without delicacy, tore me and began to fuck me hard and fast, as dogs really do with their hips. That feeling inside me, having grown bigger and bigger and bigger. Toby was the same, but we felt the strength of Toby, because he was going to fly and I was in the position of chicken with the saliva exhausted in front of a pussy like Toby's disposition. He came up on me with his furry and muscular body and began to lick my face. I had swallowed all the honeycomb stick of my canine lover and carried it in the direction of my wet xana wet with it, making frantic movements trying to penetrate me in any way. He, at once, without any delicality, tore me and began to fuck me. The result of all this: on Saturday night, my fiancé came home to talk. I teased him. He told me that that night was too late, I told him to play a handjob or look for a whore on the street. He left, angry, I cried a little, but I knew how to console me: I skipped the wall and this time, I locked my house and went with my pillow. I would sleep in the guest room of my neighbors that is more reserved. And I took Toby to the room. I lost my remaining anger and any kind of prejudice and I sucked that dog willingly. I paid for a delicious mouthful he enjoyed in my mouth. Swallowing his dirty taste delicious. Then he ran away from me because he was strong, getting into my cock. I was in the 4th position and I got used to it last night, I went there with my pillow. I was going to sleep in the guest room of my neighbors that is more reserved. And I took Toby to the room. I lost the remaining anger and any kind of prejudice and I sucked that dog willingly. I paid for a delicious mouthful mouthful he enjoyed in my mouth. Then he ran away from me, because he got into my cock. I was in the 4th best position, but I was still sitting there with my pillow. My fiancé went to the university to talk. I said that it was all over (of course it was not only that reason, it was already worn out, and much, our engagement). He asked what happened. I told him that I found a wonderful lover. If he knew what lover it is ... When the engagement ended I was 22 years old. But the best part of the story is not over yet. The neighbors moved and they moved to the same city as my friend. They gave me the dog because they said that I knew how to take good care of him and that I have a very special affection for Toby... And as I do! I love him very much! Today I am 25 years old and live alone with my lover and also "husband" Toby, after I graduated as a lawyer and got a job. Since that first time we met, I have definitely taken my relationship with him. Toby is only 5 years old, and I know that he will still give me a lot of love and pleasure and in the same way I repay his love by giving him a lot of dedication, affection and sex, a lot of sex. My xana is always available and receptive to him. We already do everything, I love to flirt with him by having anal sex. We are accomplices and lovers. However, as dogs unfortunately live less time than us humans, although I do not even want to think about losing him, I am already thinking about having another lover. Who knows a German dog. In the heart of one who loves, there's always room for another.