Ethics
Ian’s white-glowed paw stroked up and down rapidly, his squinting gaze focused in on the bulky, leather-clad bear on his computer screen. Ian’s whole body quaked and wobbled with his furious movement, well over two hundred pounds of dog seated and shamelessly pleasuring himself. Each motion of his paw along the pulsing pride between his meaty thighs edged the canine closer to cumming. His free paw clicked vainly at the ‘Next’ button on the screen, trying to call up yet another image of an overweight, muscle-clad stud in little more than leather. Each new image was new stimulation for the myriad of fantasies swirling through the shiba inu’s head, all of them sending shivers down his spine and more blood to his needy cock. The feeling of his arms beating…