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Hello young and smart, nice of you to drop in and contribute.
It was my bad tempered and permanently randy wolfhound Bejaysus who was mounted, not myself.
I fed him steak that had been earmarked for Redhead23, but she didn't bother turning up for dinner, the little stop out, so he had it.
Turns out poor old Bejaysus was temporarily allergic to beef and died, also temporarily.
He is now back to life and frolicking merrily on the beach, begging for ice creams, humping the legs of unwary tourists and chasing balls.*
What do you do if a poodle mounts your leg? Shake him off.
What do you do if Bejaysus mounts your leg? Fake an orgasm - and quickly.
*which, unfortunately for the poor souls in question, are attached to the nether parts of yet more unsuspecting tourists.