It's my daily routine to run along the bank in the morning with my dog. One day, during a walk, my dog Pero ran up to a girl I didn't know who was jogging. Pero jumped on the girl and bounced around. I apologized, but my eyes were glued to her cleavage as she squatted down and stroked Pero, saying, "It's okay." They say dogs resemble their owners, but who knew they would have the same taste in women... We started saying hello every morning, and soon we became friends, not only jogging but also working up a sweat in bed. She accepted my slightly forceful play with a smile. Her breasts were bigger than I expected and shook, and the wind wafted from her messy hair. I ran straight down the road of pleasure...