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I boarded the bus and sat down next to my friend, Rod, and was in the midst of telling him about Daisy's morning liason when we both heard a loud, desperate yelping that turned our attention toward the window. I don't know what you all know about dog sex, but they get turned around, butt to butt, as the male's unit swells up. It can be difficult to seperate them until the "moment" passes.Well, apparently something had spooked Daisy and she came sprinting down the street in our direction. The poor runt was attached, butt to butt, with his hind legs now about six inches off the ground while his front paws and chin were slapping off the sidewalk every ten feet or so. He was essentially being bashed against the pavement by a freaked out bitch that had a firm grip on his penis (deja vu, anyone?). A couple minutes later the runt trotted back past, by himself, with a little spring in his step. Kinky little bastard. Rod and I thought it was the funniest thing we'd seen in our entire lives.So, that's why I try not to have sex with big women. And when I do, I'm very careful not to spook her...