"What the hell did I tell you!" Max Keele gloated lewdly to his aroused wife beside him on the bed as he flicked off the TV. "The dumb punk kid of a husband can't do it for her. What she needs is a cock like this stuffed into that frustrated little pussy of hers, and believe me, Maggie, baby, she's going to get it!"
The raven-haired enchantress hungrily ogled her husband's thick, heavy-veined organ he had continuously stroked throughout the young Wilsons' lovemaking sequence, their own act of voyeurism doing as much to stimulate her lust as the actual performance itself. Her belly and loins churned with sensual fermentations that she had helped agitate with an unashamed finger teasing warmly between her excitedly flushed cunt-lips, gently tweaking her ever hardening clitoris while she watched the desirable young Mr. Wilson try to satisfy that little blonde bitch with his husky young cock. God, she couldn't imagine cumming any less than a half-dozen times with that virile rod of youthful, cock flesh fucking into her… and how she wished she had him right on top of her at that moment, with his proud little blonde wife forced to stand by and watch!
"Where the hell is that Goddamned Seybor with the Jarvis cunt? Max snarled, bolting from the bed to his feet and stripping away his lounging robe.
Admiringly, Maggie stared at her naked husband with his thick, hairy chest and broad shoulders. Few big men at his age of fifty kept themselves in such trim, she reflected for the millionth time, letting her eyes trail down over his powerful physique, actually appreciating the slight overhang of his belly above the menacing wagon-tongue-like cock poling out from his hair-matted loins.
Yes, she could have been happy with him alone if things had been different, if he'd chosen to do anything else rather than play politics. But he'd been both ambitious and a profligate, and she had frowned on neither characteristic. Rather, had she willingly joined forces with him, and in all truth she had never been sorry. Not only was she able to indulge to her own insatiable cravings at will, but she still could enjoy the sadistic pleasure of his ravaging cock when they both so chose, that act made more enticing by the extracurricular activities they engaged in… like the one coming up…
"You want me to ring the home, Daddy?" she questioned, petting Kappy's noble head beside her while she watched Max walk toward their corner bar. Of course, she knew he wouldn't. Invariably, they both preferred to stimulate their drives for hours before they satisfied their lust, and she had told her chief matron ten o'clock. It was yet five minutes from that. Besides, Maggie knew old lesbian Seybor wouldn't dare fail her lest she be cut off from the scrapped young delicacies she tossed her now and then to maul and intimidate.
"No… let's have a drink or two instead," he answered, moving behind the bar. "Scotch-rocks?"
"Fine."
Sandy Jarvis slipped only the form-fitting, mini street-dress she had been given over her naked body, while the ugly-faced, heavy tripped and legged matron stood back watching in obvious lecherousness. She wouldn't need anymore, she knew, brushing her page-boy styled hair and staring into the mirror of her so-called room where two other girls lay in their beds watching her.
"You… you afraid, Sandy?" fifteen-year old Helen Davis, a runaway, asked.
"Afraid…? Afraid of what?" Sandy replied as she manipulated the brush, the sudden thought occurring to her that there was no way they could frighten her. She had already seen and done too much in her young life…
"Shut up!" Seybor ordered. "You two should be asleep. You know the rules."
"Piss on you, Seybor," Carla Montez, an eighteen-year-old prostitute spat. Sandy smiled at her brazenness and Helen laughed outright. "Why don't you go downstairs and eat some more of Old Molly!"
"Y-You two-bit bitch!" Seybor hissed. "Wait 'till I get you!"
"You wait!" Carla spat disgustedly. "I can."
Again, Helen laughed.
"Okay, okay, let's get off the kick," Sandy suggested gaily, not at all minding the lark she was forced to attend. Her mind floated euphorically; she'd had the usual cube of sugar with its minimum dosage of LSD, but it was adequate to take her up and away. Hell, it didn't hurt to play slave to the master; he might take a sudden liking to you; besides, she hadn't had a feel or taste of male cock in six-weeks and it'd been sometime since she'd been so denied. Not that she couldn't live without it… there were other ways, but she'd rather live with it…
"Come on, come on, Jarvis," Seybor snapped. "He isn't going to be looking at your hair… just your pussy."
"Like you," Carla sneered, "oh, Seybor?"
Sandy dropped her brush and walked to the locked door, a smile uncontrollably broadening her attractive young face.
"I'll get to you, Montez!" Seybor hissed. "Don't worry, I'll get you sooner or later… then, we'll see how snide you'll be."
"I can't imagine anything more horrible than you eating me, Seybor," Carla spat, watching the infuriated woman unlock the door and shove her roommate through the opening.
"Remember, where, I can wait," Seybor hissed venomously. "You can't! Just remember that!" Then, to Sandy with a knuckle in the middle of her back: "Get going, you… and remember, it pays to be nice to Seybor… if you want to stay up on that happy little cloud."
Jean Wilson lay quietly in her young husband's arms as he slept. The immediacy of her desire had gradually dwindled, but the basic sensations still quavered in her belly and loins. God, there had to be something wrong with her! She had been almost on the brink of ultimate ecstasy… whatever that was… and suddenly it had been as if she were forsaken! Yet, she knew that Ken would never knowingly forsake her… he loved her as she loved him.
God, that they should be almost locked up like this, even forgetting the splendor of the place; they were still prisoners of a sort, and forced to do the Keeles' bidding. Had they been guilty of anything at all it would be different. They had only been in town a few hours, enroute on Ken's motorcycle to L.A. where he had intended to re-enter college while she found some sort of job to help support them. That income along with his uncle's annuity would surely have carried them… and then, this…!
For a moment, she thought of her own parents, their closely knitted family, her brothers, cousins, aunts and uncles, the security of the farm with its vast fields of rippling grain, but prudently, she put it from her. She'd made her choice and she wasn't sorry… The almost man who slept beside her. God, how she loved him! And he wasn't to blame… Another time… perhaps, the very next time! She could only hope, she reasoned as she kissed him affectionately while he slept…
Somewhere between the detention home and the Keele house, Sandy Jarvis' sang-froid temporarily faltered, which was natural enough, she reasoned, having no certain conception of what was to be expected of her. At that moment, she was thankful for the effects of the acid that Seybor had given her, and with a measure of concentration she visualized the handsome Director of Correction, re-satisfying herself that the party could be quite interesting… especially with an older man of his powerful physique. A tiny ripple of excited anticipation tingled in her belly as she tried to imagine the size of him where it counted, and she smiled to herself while Seybor led her into the house and up the stairs to the closed door…
"She's tripping nice and high, Mrs. Keele… should make for a swinging session," Sandy heard Seybor rasp luridly as she, herself, stared in surprise at the presence of the scantily clad, beautiful superintendent. She'd had no idea that Mrs. Keele was going to be there… only her husband, and as her young seasoned eyes quickly swept down the flimsy negligee, enhanced nakedness of her raven-haired woman it became quite apparent to her that she intended to participate in whatever was to come.
"What's the matter, Sandy dear? You seemed astonished at seeing me," Maggie said with a seductive little smile, her dark-eyes glittering rapaciously as she closed the door and slipped her arm around the shapely red-head's slender waist, walking her slowly into the room toward the bed. "I thought after our intimate little time together yesterday that you'd be happy to see me."
"Oh, I am… I am," Sandy replied in partial truth remembering the statuesque superintendent's ardent lovemaking, the vivid recollection, along with her caressing hand at her waist and tummy, adding to the tingling sensations that had begun in her loins. "It's… it's just that I expected…"
Sandy paused and Maggie finished for her. "Mr. Keele…? Is that it, darling?"
"Well… yes…" Sandy managed, knowing the hidden wrath of the beautiful, sensuous woman holding to her affectionately and not wanting to incur it… though she was disappointed…
"So, my dear…" Maggie said, continuing to smile as she gently turned her around to face the bar where the German shepherd, Kappy, stood proudly with ears erect nearby, and the naked, hairy chest of the smiling Max Keele was visible above and behind the small counter. "Your expectations are fulfilled, eh?"
"Hello, baby," the big man greeted, his smile still prevalent as his flinty eyes raked lecherously over her mini dressed young body. Then, he raised a small glass to his mouth and drained it with one gulp. "Like a drink first?" he invited, wiping his mouth with the back of his big hand.
"N-No, thanks," Sandy replied, pleased, yet at the same time, frightened by the awesome sight of him; then, she felt her pulse quicken as she realized he was about to step out from behind the little bar… When he did, she gasped aloud, the sight of his massive, hardened cock sending a mixture of apprehensive chills and aroused excitement up her back. "Goddd…!" she exclaimed.
Max chuckled licentiously and gazed down at the jutting weapon with pride. "Like it, sugar?"
"G-Godddd!" Sandy repeated as Maggie tittered lewdly beside her. "I-I've never seen anything like it…!"
Again, Max made an amused chortling sound and moved toward them, stopping not inches in front of Sandy. "Maybe you better get better acquainted with it, Sandy, baby," he half-hissed, his eyes gleaming salaciously. "Let's take it in that hot little hand of yours and get the feel of things, shall we?"
There was little in the vast realm of sex that Sandy hadn't sampled in her teenaged life, but in the beginning it had been out of necessity and with unwanting bitterness; only with time and experience had she begun to know desire, as she did at that very moment, yet even as her young sensual appetite was mounting, so was her apprehension…
She had never seen anything equal to the size of the wickedly enticing shaft of hard, purple-headed flesh poling out from his powerful, hairy loins, nor the huge balls that swung between his muscular legs, and though she could imagine the delicious pleasure it could bring a woman, her own thoughts were of whether she could take it, or not! Lord, what did they expect to do to her between them…?
"Well…?" the big man snapped sharply, jarring her from her mesmerized thoughts. "Let's get with it, kid, before I lose patience."
Hesitantly, Sandy looked to Maggie beside her for some sort of approval and received it in an urgent glance… then, she reached out and gently curled her small palm and slender fingers as far as they would reach around the hot, heavy-veined organ, hearing the big man's grunt of lust at the contact, and sensing wilder sensations of erotic excitement charging through her own belly and dampening loins. Automatically, she began to stroke the heavy outer layer of skin back and forth to his obscene pelvic movements, fascinated as the thick foreskin slid back to reveal its moistened, velvety glans.
"Unghhh… unghhh," she heard his licentious grunts of pleasure to her soft-hand manipulation, and suddenly she was conscious of the older woman behind her and her fingers raising the back of her dress and crawling teasingly up her thighs toward her pantyless buttocks.
Knowing what was expected of her, Sandy slowly let her thighs open as she continued to stroke Max Keele's hugely pulsating cock, feeling his wife's long slender fingers exploring from the rear between her legs with feminine gentleness the flushing hair-lined lips of her pussy. She tauntingly, with the expertise of another woman, traced the already tingling little slit backward through the smooth cleft of her trembling buttocks to the tiny recessed hole of her slightly puckered anus… there to massage and prod skillfully, until she couldn't hold back the gasp of excitement that burst from her lips.
"Mmmmmm… I can see where this is going to be a beautiful party," Maggie cooed, while she continued to teasingly taunt the teenaged red-head's tiny trembling rectum, tenderly slipping a gentle finger part way into the spongy, clutching channel and raising another protesting little groan from Sandy's lips.
"Yeah," Max rasped hotly. "You are a luscious little bitch, baby. Now, get down on your knees and put that pretty tongue and mouth to work. Let's see how well you suck a cock… and give it a good tongue-job first."
The electric-like shock of sensation that raced through Sandy at his command was not entirely excitement; a portion of it was still caused by her awe of the huge, brutal organ, but already she knew better than to hesitate and reluctantly began to lower herself off of Mrs. Keele's probing finger, realizing as she reached her knees that her dress was being lifted over her head and she was being stripped completely naked by the beautiful superintendent.
"Christ, she is a fucking doll, isn't she! Look at those hot young tits!" Sandy heard Max exclaim above her as she came mouth-level with his thrusting cock that she still held in her small hand, the proximity of the fiery bulbous head with its slitted tip and the tiny drops of lubricating fluid seeping from it suddenly eradicating all else from her partially-drugged mind.
It wasn't the first cock she had sucked, but it was certainly the biggest, Sandy thought, moving close and flicking out her tiny tongue to, of her own volition, lick away the small white beads of moisture seeping from it, immediately tasting the male pungency and feeling new, increased desire rising in her feverish young belly and loins. Excitedly, she began to lick and swirl her tongue around the velvety head while Max Keele groaned with rapidly building excitement from above, teasing her tongue-tip into its tiny split, then raising the length of it with her hand at the massive base to stab and taunt its visibly throbbing underside. Subconsciously, her other small, girlish hand went between his thighs to cup his sperm-bloated balls tenderly, while her tongue trailed moistly down his cock's heavy under-vein to its hair-hidden base, then back up as she opened her mouth wide and slipped her soft, tongue-moistened lips over the ponderous head, taking as much as she could of his cock-flesh into the hot, saliva filled cavern of her mouth.
"Uuugghhh, Christ!" Max gasped appreciatively. "She really knows what it's about, all right!"
"I told you," Maggie said excitedly, watching with lurid, glittering eyes the luscious teen-aged red-head's obscene sucking of her husband's long, thick cock, her own need mounting and continually piqued by Kappy's whining and constantly nuzzling nose in the folds of her silken negligee where it covered her own rapidly awakening pussy. "And God, Max, this beautiful young animal… he's beside himself… along with his mistress now… Please, let's all get down on the floor?"
Sandy hardly knew what was taking place, except that suddenly Max Keele was lying on his back and she was between his hairy wide-spread thighs, hungrily sucking on his massive cock and not wanting to relinquish it for any reason. Perhaps, it was the unbelievable size of it… or simply her own degenerate young lust, whichever, she didn't care… that he let her suck the hot male cum from the huge shaft of his excitedly throbbing cock was all that mattered now!
Max groaned and raised up to watch the little bitch's firmly dancing tits as her bobbing head worked up and down and he began a slow undulation with his hips, sliding his thick, lust-inflated cock in and out of her mouth mercilessly with a lewd, moist sucking sound resounding throughout the room. Christ, the young cunt was reveling in it! And Maggie was getting more uptight every second just standing there and waiting for instructions. She'd tossed her negligee to one-side and was gaping enviously, fingering hungrily at her now excitedly flooding cunt, while Kappy whimpered and sniffed at it tensely. He couldn't blame the handsome brute; when all was said and done it was still the most delicious pussy of them all… and he knew damned well that he loved it.
All the same, it was wise to keep an ambitious woman like Maggie in tow, he thought nebulously, watching the lascivious puffing of the teen-age red-head's cheeks as her head bobbed rhythmically on the end of his cock. Sadistically then, he thrust the throbbing shaft upward between her ovally clasping lips. He wound his hand in her hair and grinned as he continued to jerk his pelvis upward, forcing his heavy cock mercilessly into her trapped face, while she whimpered in sudden frightened submission down between his legs. Maybe it was time to give her a little stimulant… help build her faith in mankind, he decided, the idea sending a charge of additional sadistically inspired lust into his groin and gut.
"Now, Kappy! Take her! Now!" he ordered, ignoring his wife's expression of disappointment. "Move, dog, move!"
Maggie didn't try to hide her feelings. God almighty, she was about ready to go out of her mind with her own desire after provoking it the entire evening long, and here he had taken away her last vestige of satisfaction… except her own hand! God, was that all he expected her to get tonight… and if he did, why didn't he say so? Even that was at least a form of release! As for this little redheaded bitch, the scheming teen-age vixen, she'd take care of her… no, she'd let the matron, Seybor, handle her, the naked, raven-haired woman planned, while she jealously watched the young German shepherd, Kappy, move up behind Sandy Jarvis' firm, rounded young buttocks with inquisite, trained instinct…
Sandy choked back a frightened gasp, the blood suddenly icing in her veins as she felt something wet and cold prodding back between her nakedly exposed buttocks!
God, what was it..? But before she could reason, she felt it moving downward toward the tight and completely defenseless mouth of her openly raised vaginal lips. She stiffened and jerked at the spasmodic cold and wetly probing touches against her sensitive young cunt, but when the great animal growled its warning, she realized it was his nose!
Oh God…! What was he trying to do? Her young brain whirled frantically! He was sniffing at her as if she were another animal… a female dog bitch in heat! Oh… oh God, no, they weren't going to… to make her do it with the dog…! Her mind went berserk and she moaned with rising trepidation around the big man's huge cock in her mouth as Kappy's cold, searching nose abruptly slipped upwards from her vagina and rubbed wetly against her tiny, cringing anus!
There was no need for further questions, for a split second later they were answered when his long tongue snaked out and licked hotly up and down the nakedly spread crevice surrounding her snug little rectum, the tip burrowing slightly into the fleshy outer anal ring. She squirmed her white nudely exposed buttocks uncontrollably at the taunting and heard the brute's warning growl. A frightened tremor passed over her as she realized that to move and displease him could be dangerous… she'd seen him bare his teeth too many times in the home, at girls who got out of line with the matron, or the Super, herself!
Again, the length of long moist flesh touched her there, and then she felt him beginning to lap greedily at the partially opened, tight slit between her spread thighs. He ran his tongue fluidly over her genitals, from the tightly puckered little anus to lave the fluted pink edges of her hair-fringed pussy, reaching to the tiny pulsing bud of her clitoris! Then, his thick lingual member had opened her loins wide, spreading through her rawly sensitive cuntal flesh like a honed blade through warm butter! It licked on relentlessly between her open, defenseless thighs, pausing only occasionally to lunge in a hungry curl up into the involuntarily dilating channel of her vagina.
God, she'd certainly been anything but a chaste, maudlin virgin in her young lifetime, but this… this obscene taunting of naked genitals by a dog was even beneath her dignity…! No… no, they wouldn't let him… not really do it to her all the way… my God…!
She groaned deep in her throat as Kappy's relentlessly probing tongue shot up the moist channel of her vagina as if trained to the act… raced up inside her like a squirming little reptile, wickedly ravaging her helplessly exposed cunt lips.
And then, in spite of her trembling fear, uncomprehendable, wild galvanic sensation burst inside her and she found herself humming and purling frantically around Max Keele's heavy cock sunk deeply in her mouth.
The big man had known it would happen and he grinned evilly down at her licentiously slaving head. When it came to pussy, especially human pussy, Kappy was a master, like his father Kaptain, none of the girls they submitted to him could resist his animal-lovemaking for long. The brute was firing her like a boiler and suddenly she was sucking him to please herself, again running her tongue whorishly around and around his throbbing cock-head, flicking its tip teasingly into the tiny slit to send powerful salacious sensations charging through his groin into his belly.
Sandy couldn't deny the growing delicious thrill of the brutishly handsome man's cock in her mouth. Kappy, behind her, his tongue lashing beautifully up through the open split of her tight young cunt all the way up to her rectum in unbelievable delight, was introducing her to a world of enchantingly obscene rapture the likes of which she had never known. Within her loins was building an insane pressure that could mean only one thing… wild, flying ecstasy!
Then suddenly, dream-like through the drugged haze of her passion, the young, slavishly kneeling girl felt the great dog mount her, his soft furry body humping excitedly in toward her trembling buttocks, his forelegs clutching at her waist in the manner of a human male. The beast's tormenting tongue had inflamed her pussy to the point where she welcomed any penetrating object that could soothe it, and from the corner of her eye she caught the entire reflection of their lewdly coupling threesome in the full length wall-mirror; the lascivious sight of the magnificent animal mounting the obscenely spread moons of her soft, white buttocks, plus the lurid image of Max Keele lying on his back with his legs spread lewdly apart and his long, thick cock protruding stump-like from her ovally sucking mouth, sent wild and lustful sensations of carnal passion spiraling through her.
She saw the reflection of Kappy's glistening, corally-tapered penis shoot forth from its long sheath, moist and hard, the tapered end slipping and dancing like a pointed scarlet candle in the damp slit of her nakedly exposed cunt, and she felt his strong animal body jerk against her in his first futile effort to penetrate her vagina with the thick beveled shaft of sexually excited flesh.
"Help him! Help him!" Maggie ordered, watching enviously from her standing position, her index finger caressing her own excitedly erect clitoris between the moist, hair-lined lips of her seething cunt. God, how much longer was he going to make her wait…?
With an unrestrained moan as the husband and wife watched in eager lust, Sandy shifted her lush round buttocks in a desperate searching effort to capture the dog's lengthening cock, the raging tension within her reaching the wanton stage. God, she had to have the long, glistening phallus up inside her before she lost her mind in her rapidly mounting need! She reached back between her thighs, grasping the lust-hardened animal cock and causing Kappy to half-growl, half-whimper, as she guided the pointed tip to the now hungrily sucking mouth of her excitedly flushed vagina, and immediately he humped forward, splitting her teen-aged passage wider and wider as he ground his long throbbing length deep up inside her pulsating channel.
Maggie watched in avaricious fascination, gaping sordidly as the thick scarlet cock slithered forward with a moistly audible sound until it was sunk up inside the young trembling girl to its hilt. She grinned in lewd, ecstatic delight, as her Kappy's soft, sperm-filled balls smacked hard up into the softly curling pubic hair between the kneeling girl's thighs.
"Oh…! Oh my God!" Sandy blurted unintelligibly around Max's throbbing cock in her mouth, her passion glazed eyes wide as the beast began to fuck into her savagely from behind. "Unghh… unghh… unghhhh!" she grunted in vehement relief, while her buttocks of their own accord, began to move backwards rhythmically to meet Kappy's vicious long strokes plunging deep into the rising heat of her belly.
Max Keele watched through lustful eyes as Sandy's soft, red mouth clasped greedily around his heavily growing cock fucking upward into her face. The thin, tensile rim of her lips clung to it avidly, pink inner-flesh extracting each time he pulled out. He grinned lecherously as he fucked her mouth and watched her desire-contorted face suck and lick his hardened cock while his wife's young German shepherd. Kappy, skewered savagely into her teen-age cunt from behind. She'd taken both hands to cup and squeeze his semen bloated balls and he could see his thick, white secretions dribbling from the corners of her mouth in tiny, obscene rivulets, a masochistic little sparkle beginning to gleam in her befogged eyes.
Fuck, it was time to bring his Maggie into the fray now! He'd made her wait long enough. "C-Come on, baby," he motioned to the raven-haired beauty who was gaping at their shared rapture cravingly. "Let's get that sweet cunt down here where I can taste it!"
She did and eagerly, straddling his receptive face until her flushed and pink, open pussy was directly above his mouth. He clutched at the full rounded moons of her buttocks, drawing her moist, hair-lined vaginal slit down to him and thrusting his hot tongue deep up into her clasping cunt, feeling the velvety, warm flesh open and close in a lewd sucking movement of its own as she groaned out her passion into the heated room surrounding them.
In less than a minute, Maggie had cum twice and was moving toward her third orgasmic release from the magnificent licking tongue of her husband. God, she'd been made to wait too long and now she had no control whatever… but it had been worth it! Yes… yes… yessss! Ooooohhh… this was it! She couldn't stand anymore… and she was… was cuummmiiinnggg again…!
Sandy was lost in the heat of her own ungovernable passion… entirely unaware that Mrs. Keele had briefly straddled her husband's face, and just as unaware when the statuesque woman crawled off him and collapsed beside them… lost to every sense of her surroundings, conscious only of the increased vigor in the splendid animal thrusts pounding from behind up into the deepest parts of her wide stretched young cunt, and the naked loins of the man crushing up tighter and tighter against her cock-impaled face. She could feel the penis that was stiffly poling into her mouth begin tensing in forceful jerking movements and the presence of a hand behind her head gripping hard. His hairy pelvis closed in on her until she felt certain he was trying to drive his cock down her throat to meet the German shepherd's fucking far up into her belly, and that exaggerated thought alone drove her on wildly!
God, she wanted it to explode in her mouth… to swallow his cum and feel it dribble down her throat… then she sensed it swelling convulsively and sucked with renewed madness. Then it burst!
She heard him curse crudely, while his cock gushed forth thick, hot jets of the white, pungent liquid far back into her throat, her pale young cheeks ballooning and contracting as she swallowed desperately in tiny hungry gulps, fastening her lips tightly around the jerking organ, not wanting to lose the tiniest drop of the precious male fluid. Still, she felt the thin rivulets oozing from the corners of her mouth while the big man seemed to go limp beneath her, his shrinking cock slithering lifelessly from her still voraciously sucking mouth…
Both Maggie and the spent Director of Correction gaped in lecherous fascination, reading the wanton expression on the young girl's face when she raised it from his loins, thin, sticky strings of his sperm stretching from her tender lips to his now flaccid cock. Abruptly, they saw her mouth gasp open in a choking wail as she began to toss her head from side to side frantically, her auburn shoulder-length hair flailing and whipping about her face. She was in the beginning paroxysm of orgasm, both realized, gaping in lewd captivation at the wildly insane screwing of her soft, white buttocks back against the desperately humping dog like a rutting young bitch in heat.
Kappy panted heavily and his tongue hung loosely from his mouth as he fucked into the beautiful waving ass from behind, saliva dripping from it onto the coated film of sweat covering the hollow of her smooth, white waist. Again, she wailed like a dying banshee, ramming backward onto the animal-cock deliriously, just as he jerked forward and his lengthy, lust-thickened cock began the obvious spitting of its animal sperm with hard, bullet-like spurts deep into her hungrily milking young cunt.
Simultaneously, Sandy's rounded quivering buttocks started hollowing and tensing uncontrollably, indicating to the wide-eyed watching couple the climactic upheaval within her youthful heaving belly, and a thick, white combination of human-animal cum seeped from the blood flushed lips of her throbbing pussy that was squeezing and milking ravenously at the still hotly fucking dog-cock. Thin, lewd trickles of the hot viscid fluid ran in obscene little streams down the straining white columns of her soft inner-thighs. Her entire backside glistened nakedly in the light, displaying sweat and sperm soaked pubic-hair and open pink vaginal flesh as she pitched forward onto her face exhausted, the deflated penis of the great dog slipping wetly from her ravaged passage… and then he stepped over her prostrate nakedness to stand nobly above her… as if in earned conquest of her battered young body…