Mum and Dad had their friends round for dinner.....which meant their friends' dog, Ben, came to stay.
Poor old Ben. He's very old now and has rather stiff front legs, he kind of waddles about. Jessica my elderly yorkshire terrier housemate is rather rude to old Ben and mocks him:
"Oi stiffy, fancy a hump, big boy?"
Jess is spayed and has no desire to be humped...but Ben gets rather forlorn when she utters this. His days of large erections and entertaining the ladies is past. His owners, Nigel and Lynda, have him on healthy dry food for senior dogs. He nearly had an orgasm when I allowed him to have a bit of my wet, slinky Winalot lamb jelly chunks.
Ben is very much a bon viveur and entertains us with tales of romances with flighty gun dogs and petite female beagles. Bless him.
Mind you....his farts could melt a glass window and often cause Jess and me to gag violently.
Before he left, he did a massive crap in the garden next to Dad's treasured stone columned sun dial.
He may be old but he still has style!
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