When Tony had left Karen's apartment, bitterly ashamed and embarrassed by his inability to get another hard-on, the pitiful fellow had turned into the nearest bar and ordered a stiff whisky – as if to compensate for his less-than-stiff prick. He had drained the glass at a single gulp, but unlike his balls, the glass could be instantly refilled, and he ordered another drink.
Standing at the bar, he thought wistfully about the beautiful woman he had so miserably failed. He'd had plenty of girls in the past, and disappointed most of them by his lack of control. But he'd never had a girl as beautiful or as sexy as Karen.
Oh, how he groaned, regretting his condition! He remembered her black-bushed, juicy pink fuckslot, streaming with cunt cream, open and inviting – and then grimaced as he recalled how his hot fuckjuice had squirted out onto that sweet pussy before he had gotten in it.
He thought about her sensual, full-lipped mouth, imagining the joy of having her suck hungrily on his cock, the ecstasy of hosing her with his thick slime and having her swallow it down with relish.
Tony concentrated on his cock and balls, willing his fuck rod to harden, his balls to refill.
It stayed limp.
Then the poor fellow had another idea. He felt that he owed Karen a coming, and if his prick failed, then by all rights he should have at least sucked her off.
Why hadn't he thought of that before? Thinking of it now, his tongue began to tingle. He was ignoring his prick and concentrating on his tongue and lips now, thinking about licking Karen's clit and tongue-fucking up her pussy and sucking her cunt cream out as she whimpered and moaned and melted. He wondered if he should go back to her apartment and offer to give her some head?
And then a strange thing happened.
Tony became aware of a tingling sensation in his groin, and looking down in amazement, he saw that the front of his pants stood out like a tent around a tentpole.
Tony had a hard-on!
He could hardly believe it! But he knew what had happened. Because he had been ignoring his cock and balls, as he thought about using his mouth on Karen, his psychological hang-ups had failed – and his prick had been able to respond.
A huge smile spread across Tony's face.
He wasn't sure if Karen would have welcomed him back with only a stiff tongue, but he felt damned sure that she would welcome his enormous hard-on. Without even finishing his second drink, he turned on his heel and marched out of the bar, his hips thrust out, his hard-on proudly displayed in the front of his pants.
He returned to Karen's apartment and let himself into the hallway. Pausing, he could hear juicy sounds – heavy panting and gasping coming from the front room. He didn't think Karen had had time to bring another man home so he naturally figured that Karen, frustrated by the episode with him, was giving herself a handjob.
He heard a loud gasp, then a soft moan. He faintly heard a hissing, slurping sound that he assumed was being made by Karen's fingers as she shoved them up her cunt. He grinned, pleased that the girl would soon have something much nicer than fingers up her creamy pussy. He started down the hall, then halted. Tony was inordinately proud of his new erection, and figured it would be a good idea to put it on display – to let Karen see how stiff his prick was at first glance.
He whipped his zipper down and his cock came storming out of his fly, bucking and jolting with vitality. Cock first, the happy fellow walked down the hallway and turned into the front room, the scene of his previous failure – and stopped dead in amazement.
"Holy shit!" he whispered.
His eyes bulged out like a pair of hard-boiled eggs and his jaw dropped open so wide it was almost resting on his breastbone. His naked cock towered up before him, angled high, the head so hot it was smoking.
It was truly an inspirational sight.
Karen was kneeling, her head on the couch, her ass hiked up and her massive Alsatian mounted on her sweet ass, steadily driving his hairy black prick up her fuckhole! Cuntjuice, thick and creamy and streaked with doggy slime, gushed out of her open pussy, running down her thighs and drenching the dumb brute's plunging prick.
Tony's lips moved wordlessly. He could hear the dog's cock slide into her hole, pumping up her fuck channel with moist squashing sounds. Her ass jerked wildly about, and Karen wailed with the bliss of it. She was obviously at the crest, her cunt melting, and the savage beast was pouring it to her, ready to get his rocks off.
Abandoned to their shared ecstasy, neither the girl nor Rover were aware of the man in the doorway.
What the fuck should he do? Tony wondered. He thought about rushing over and dragging the dog's prick out of her cunt, to slap his own hard-on in there instead. But he didn't think that Karen would be pleased to know that she had been caught getting screwed by her dog, and besides, Tony was afraid of the big brute.
Then all need of a decision was taken from him. As he stared at the incredible sight, watching the dog's hairy black cock slam in and out of her steaming fuckhole, Tony's balls swelled and his prick thundered. He looked down at his cock in dismay – and his scumbags blew.
Tony's fuckjuice came spurting out of the head of his cock in a creamy geyser. He came so hard that his ass and hips jumped back on the recoil. His jism arched in a long parabola, a creamy jet, flying halfway across the room and splattering on the carpet behind the Alsatian's heaving ass.
Tony had been so inspired by seeing Karen taking dog cock that every drop of his cum load spurted out in that single massive jet. He staggered, his legs turning weak, his loins hollow and drained. His spent spunk glistened on the floor, a slimy trail leading from his cockhead almost to the couch. A slender gossamer thread of jism, like a cobweb, stretched from his pisshole to the carpet – and once again, to his sorrow, Tony's balls were empty.
The poor man gazed at his crotch and sobbed as he watched his cock, so proud and firm a moment before, slowly sink down in a limp coil, and his balls, so full of fuckjuice when he'd walked in, shrink and shrivel.
He gnashed his teeth and rolled his eyes and almost burst into tears. Once again, premature ejaculation had confounded the unhappy fellow. He grasped his prick in his hand and gave it a vigorous tug, but the damned thing just retracted further, slipping from his fist like a slippery worm.
Karen and Rover were still fucking frantically away as the doggy emptied his potent balls into her cunt and she melted around his spurting fuck rod. Tony looked at them enviously, shaking his head.
Then he moved quietly from the room, tucking his useless prick back into his pants. There was no point in staying now. His cock and balls were drained, and with that huge dog prick, Karen would have little use for a man's tongue. There was no point in letting her know that her depraved dog-fucking had been witnessed.
Sad and sorrowful, the pitiful premature ejaculator let himself out of the apartment, and limp-pricked and empty-balled, returned to the bar to drown his grief.
And he was right, too. Now that Karen had discovered the joys of dog cock, what did she want with a man?
What she wanted, in fact, was more dog cock.
And by a happy coincidence, Rover's hard prick was still buried in her cunt.
Karen wriggled slightly tentatively. Rover's cock ripped in her cunthole very promisingly. She cupped his balls and smiled when she felt his huge scumbags begin to swell again. She looked back over her shoulder, seeing his big head hovering over her, drooling onto her ass. She saw too, a mysterious line of jism, glistening like the track of a snail, running along the carpet from the doorway almost to the dog's haunches. But never for a moment suspecting that anyone had been there to witness her degenerate joy, she assumed that Rover's cock must have been dripping when he first sneaked across the room toward her upthrust ass.
"Wanna fuck again, boy?" she purred.
"Woof!" Rover responded, wagging his tail.
Karen push-pulled her pussy on his stationary, iron-hard prick, frigging through an inch or two. His powerful body began to quiver. Although she had creamed wonderfully on their first fuck, her ever-ready pussy was starting to simmer again. Karen was ready for another doggy fuck.
But then, since they had already done it doggy style, she wondered if it would be possible to couple face to face with a dog. She wasn't at all sure. But she was damned well going to find out!
Karen tried to squirm off the Alsatian's prick, moving forward, but the potent brute clamped his paws tighter around her hipbones and shuffled along after her ass, keeping his cock buried. She shook her ass, but he moved with her, dancing on his hindlegs. His fat prick was well jammed up her hairy cunt, and she couldn't seem to drag it off. Her pliable cuntwalls were molded to the outline of his long prick and flaring knob, so that he was stuck up her fuckhole as if it were a Chinese finger puzzle.
Holy shit, Karen suddenly thought, as a worrisome idea struck her.
She knew that two dogs often became stuck together after fucking, and now she wondered if maybe Rover's cock was stuck up her cunt in the same way. The idea of having a cuntful of thick doggy prick, in itself, was not at all unpleasant, but Karen wondered how long it took before the dog's cock would soften and retract. She knew little about dogs, having bought Rover for a specific purpose rather than as a dog in general, and she had no idea. It struck her as sort of funny that, having just been fucked by a dog, she knew nothing whatsoever about doggy breeding habits.
She wriggled and squirmed. Rover's cock stayed lodged up her cunt-channel. Oh, wow – will I have to crawl over to the telephone and call for help? she wondered. That, to say the least, would be embarrassing.
And who should she phone, anyhow? A doctor? A dentist, accustomed to removing teeth from their sockets? Maybe a plumber who knew how to unclog a drain, or a dog breeder who would be familiar with the problem? And would it be more embarrassing to have a total stranger come to her assistance than someone she knew intimately? Getting more and more concerned, her mind darted wildly about. Karen even thought about her brother, who worked at the local zoo and, no doubt, would know how to extract a dog cock from his sister's pussy. Maybe if someone simply threw a bucket of cold water over them?
Embarrassed in advance by the prospect, Karen renewed her efforts to uncouple, thrashing frantically. Rover woofed and yelped and clung to her, mounted on her ass like a stuffed trophy.
She reached between her thighs and got a good grip on his balls. They weren't as bloated as they had been before he came, but they were swelling up all over again. She tugged back on his balls as she jerked her ass forwards. An inch of hairy stalk pulled out of her slot, dragging her cuntlips along with it. Karen switched her grip, folding her fist around the root of his rod. She began to twist and turn her cunt as she held his prick stationary.
Inch by inch, Rover's cock slid from her gash. The dog, quite content to be stuck up her, whined, and his haunches humped as he tried to slam his fuckmeat back in. But Karen held him firmly, and continued to squirm and twist as she unwound her fuckhole from his meaty plug.
She pulled all of his long black cock out, and only the naked meat of his cockhead remained stuck in her cunt, flaring and throbbing, spreading her open. With a last jerk, she pulled her pussy free. Rover yelped and hopped down to the floor. Karen fell forward against the couch, breathing heavily. Her vacated cunt was gaping open and steaming as cum and cuntjuice gushed from the abandoned tunnel, soaking her groin and pouring down her thighs.
The Alsatian thrust his head into her crotch from behind and began to lap at the overflow. Karen's ardor had diminished as she struggled to free herself, but as his wet tongue slapped into her pussy and dragged over her fuck button, she began to heat up again. She smiled. Now that she knew it was possible to uncouple, there was no reason why she shouldn't enjoy another cuntful of doggy prick, and let the faithful beast unload his fuckjuice into her again.
But she wanted it face to face this time, for the variety of it and so that she could look up and see the big brute as he hammered away, see the depraved reality of the bestial coupling, adding a visual, physiological thrill to the fiery sensation in her cunt.
Rover's muzzle was buried into her crotch, under her ass, his tongue flashing up her pussy. Karen raised one knee and twisted around, rolling over. Her thigh crossed over the dog's head and shoulders so that she had turned fully around without losing contact with his tongue. Now she was sitting on the floor, her back against the edge of the couch, her knees raised and her thighs parted. The Alsatian stood before her, his head down in her crotch, slurping away with gusto, lapping the slime of their previous encounter out of her flooded pussy. His head bobbed up and down like a rocking horse. His bushy tail swirled behind him. The beast was making soft, moist whimpering sounds as he fed.
Karen reached down and stroked his head. Her other hand caressed her fat tits, kneading the firm mounds and pulling at the stiff tips. She moaned softly. Rover's nimble tongue felt lovely, as always, and it was tempting to let him finish the job. But now that she knew the delights of doggy cock, Karen wanted to get stuffed again, instead of creaming on his tongue which, after all, was no novelty.
She pulled Rover's muzzle out of her dripping cunt. The dog tilted his head and cocked an ear inquisitively. This was a memorable day for the dog, as well as for his mistress. He was learning new tricks, and he was eager to proceed with his education and training. Karen stroked his head and he whined. Thick ribbons of pearly cuntjuice streaked his muzzle and flecked his lips. His tongue lolled out, running heavily with doggy slobber and pussy cream.
Karen slid up onto the couch, her ass perched on the edge, and her long, shapely legs extended, heels on the floor and thighs parted wide.
In this position, Karen's soaking crotch was elevated to the level of Rover's head. The Alsatian sniffed, whined and shoved his muzzle into her cunt again. His tongue slithered up her cunthole and Karen moaned. The long, thick lapper seemed to be plunging as deep as a prick. Her cuntwalls and lips sucked on the dog's tongue, and her fuck bud throbbed against the slippery red prickmeat.
Cuntjuice poured down into the crack of her ass, and Rover bobbed his head down and slurped it back up greedily. As his tongue flipped up, cream sprayed onto her slim belly and into her tangled cunt bush.
She reached down and spread her cuntlips wide open, stretching the folds, urging the doggy to lap as deeply up her fuck tunnel as he could. Her thumbs flicked across her clit, and she slipped a finger up into her pussy alongside his flashing lapper. Again, she was tempted to cream his tongue – and again, she wanted cock even more.
She patted the cushion beside her ass, coaxing Rover to hop up. But the brute was reluctant to stop feasting, and continued to slap his tongue into her cunt gash. Karen grasped him by the collar and dragged his head and shoulders upward. His haunches tensed and he sprang up, planting one big forepaw on either side of her hips.
His prick loomed out over her belly, the naked knob pulsing and the hairy fuck rod throbbing. Karen gazed adoringly at his prick meat, over the thrust of her tits. His cockhead was pumping in and out as if it were being inflated. The red slab was slippery and slick with her cuntjuice, and a few drops of spunk oozed from his open pisshole and trickled down the smooth slope. Karen licked her lips. Oh, how fucking delicious that big doggy prick looked!
Karen had never sucked the dog's cock, although she had thought about it before this – just as she had thought about letting him screw her, without really thinking that it would ever happen. But now the fucking had happened, and it had been wonderful. Naturally, the oversexed nymph wondered what a mouthful of dog cock would be like.
She folded her hand around his thick prick and moved his cockhead down, tapping it against her stiff nipples and then nudging it into her deep cleavage. Rover yelped and humped, driving his prick up between her tits. The dripping knob slid onto her breastbone and ran up into the hollow of her throat. She cupped her tits together, deepening the crack. Rover titty-fucked through the smooth crack, his slick prick laying a slimy track.
Was it more depraved to suck a dog's cock than it was to take it up her cunt? she wondered. But that no longer mattered to her now. Karen had become a confirmed animal lover and the more depraved it was, the more exciting. Her head tilted down. As the Alsatian's cockhead came squeezing out from her cleavage, she blew her warm breath onto it. The musky, gamey aroma of aroused dog cock wafted into her flushed face. She moaned, and her tongue ran across her lower lip.
She bent her head lower, and when his cock came pushing out from between her tits again, she flicked her tongue against the angry red tip.
Rover yelped, his big body quivering, muscles hunching in his haunches.
"Oooooh!" Karen sighed, as the meaty flavor of dog cock tingled on her tastebuds, thrilling her to the core. She drew her dark head back, savoring that first taste. When he humped again, she met his cockhead with her flashing tongue, lapping and laving all over the wet meat. She could taste her own cuntjuice on his fuck-knob, along with the succulence of his cum seepage. More spunk bubbled onto her tongue and her saliva flowed down his cock.
Rover had never had his prick licked before, except by his own tongue, and the brute was going wild with the sensation. He shoved his cock up into her face. The knob missed her lips and skimmed along her cheek, leaving a bubbling streak from his pisshole. Karen gurgled with delight. His bloated balls, full of cum again, bumped against her chin. She licked the hairy scumbags hungrily. Ball meat tasted subtly different from cockmeat, but almost as savory. She tongued all over his swollen balls, then licked up his shaggy fuck stalk. She knew she was in danger of getting hairs stuck between her teeth, but that was a small price to pay for such a taste treat.
She tongued up and down his cockshaft, and then, coming to his knob, she kissed the fiery tip. Her lips parted slowly, and she took the fat slab into her mouth.
"Ummmmm! Ummmm!" she purred, as she nursed hungrily on the gamey mouthful of dog cock. Her cheeks hollowed in as she sucked, and her lips turned outwards, tightly gripping his prickhead.
Rover growled and howled, thrilled by this new treat. He shoved his prick deeper into her mouth. His dripping prick slid right back into the entrance of her gullet and Karen gagged, but held it there for a moment. When he drew back, she sucked through every precious inch.
Preliminary scum trickled onto her tongue. She let the slimy stuff run around on her tastebuds for a moment, savoring the taste and the texture, and she thrilled at the dark knowledge of her own depravity. She had a mouthful of dripping doggy prick! The psychological thrill was almost as great as the physical. She gurgled and sighed, and her throat pulsed as she swallowed his slime.
Now she was in a quandary again. The preliminary seepage from his pisshole was so delicious that Karen was yearning to let the doggy shoot in her mouth and to drink every drop of his steaming hot fuckjuice. But as she sucked on his prick, her pussy was getting so hot! She wanted to blow the brute, and yet she needed desperately to get her cunt fucked again!
Ripples ran through his fuckrod. It throbbed on her tongue and flared in her lips. He humped in and out desperately, and she knew that if she didn't stop sucking him soon there would no longer be a decision to be made – he was going to unload his balls into her mouth at any moment!
Oh, if only she had two doggies, she thought. If only she could suck one dog while the other shoveled his prick up her fuckhole!
The prospect caused the horny girl to tremble. But at the moment she had only one dog and one prick, and Karen felt as if her pussy was going to dissolve in the frenzy of her need.
Hating to forsake that succulent mouthful, but knowing her cunt took precedence, Karen drew her lips away from the dog's smoking hot cockhead. He whimpered and humped, desperate to bury his prick in that suction cup of a mouth again, but she turned her face aside, refusing to mouth him again, even though she was drooling for it.
"I'll suck you off sometime, boy," she whispered, huskily. "Oh, yeah – and soon! God, I wanna drink your jism, you horny son of a bitch! I'm so hungry for your fuckjuice, I'll milk your balls dry and swallow every drop. But now…" she broke off with a gasp. Gripping his prick firmly by the shaft, she dragged the long fuck rod down into her loins.
Rover had never fucked face to face before, and for a moment, the dumb brute was confused. He tried to shove his cock back up into her face, but Karen turned her wrist and brought his prick down into her gaping, soaking pussy. She slid the tip up and down in her slippery crack and rubbed it against her fuck button. Rover stopped struggling and stood steady, his hindlegs braced on the carpet, his massive chest heaving as he panted.
Karen squirmed to the very edge of the couch. Her smooth thighs clamped around the Alsatian's hairy flanks. She slowly fed his cockhead into her fuckslot. Then she drew her hand away. For a moment, Rover did not react. His amber eyes were glazed as he puzzled over this new situation. But the beast was well aware that the head of his thundering prick was buried in Karen's steaming pussy, and it dawned on him that it would be possible to fuck her that way. It was a wonderment to the dog, who knew nothing about missionaries, let alone the missionary position. Karen stared down at him expectantly. Rover gazed back at her.
Then his hindquarters heaved and the potent beast shoved his rock-hard prick all the way up the trembling girl's soaking fuck tunnel.
"Ahhhh!" she moaned, feeling her cunt stuffed to the brim by hot dog-meat. Her muscles began to pull and drag on his prick immediately. Rover held it all in her for a moment, his balls jammed tight to her grinding ass.
Then he drew back slowly, pulling his prick out until only his prickhead was in her cunt. He paused and shoved in again, and yelped when he realized that fucking face to face was not only possible, but that it felt wonderful.
Bucking and plunging, the dog began to slam into her cunt in a frenzy. Karen, overheated to begin with, began to cream almost with the very first stroke. His prick was angled so that every hairy inch was rubbing over her clit as it slid in and out of her fuckhole. His smoking hot cockhead was plowing as far up her cunt as it would reach, filling her fuck channel full.
"Ahhh – ooooh – umnum!" she gasped as the waves of ecstasy shot through her belly and raced up her trembling thighs. She fucked with the Alsatian, shoving her pussy down as he slammed into her, and grinding her ass and hips as he drew out. Karen was in the throes of a multiple orgasm, her cunt and clit going off in rapid sequence, coming like a machine gun. Rover plowed on, stuffing her full, jerking his dripping fucker out, then shoveling it all the way up her pussy again. Her belly tilted up as his big prick filled her loins, and her ass jerked from side to side as he yanked back out.
She threw her legs around his flanks and locked her heels behind his haunches, riding him from below. Then she opened her legs wide again and arched her back deeply as the frantic brute hammered away at her.
Her clit exploded, her cunthole creamed. Her fuck tunnel was flooded with cum juice and the dog's tight-fitting prickshaft shot into her. His cock came out drenched with her juices, and when he whipped it back in, cream sprayed over her belly and thighs. His balls swung in and slapped against her ass, sloshing with their cum load.
Karen coiled like a spring, bowing and arching. Her heels drummed on the floor as her ass churned on the couch. The horny dog lover was in seventh heaven. Why had she waited so long before she discovered the pure joy of dog-fucking? she wondered, anticipating all the future fucking they would be doing, even while this fuck was still in progress.
Karen's eyelashes fluttered over misty eyes. Her lips parted, panting and drooling. The potent beast was fucking her to jelly, pounding her pussy relentlessly. She had never come so often or so dynamically before. She felt as if her whole body was melting, turning to cum cream and pouring out from her steaming fuckhole. Peak followed crest, each higher than the one before. She was creaming with such intensity that it frightened her – and she adored it.
Her cunthole jerked on his cock, pulling and sucking as he wedged and levered it in her pussy. Cum bubbled from his pisshole, running into her slot, adding to the lubrication. His prick was darting into her with thunderbolt strokes, lightning-fast thrusts. He poured the prick to her so fast now that she didn't know if he was coming or going.
Rover threw his head back and howled like a wolf baying at the moon. She felt his cock expand mightily.
"Yeah – yeah – shoot up me!" she cried.
The brute plunged in balls-deep again, and suddenly his cock was going off like a howitzer. Great creamy lumps of fuckjuice splattered like fluid cannonballs in her cunt. Rover's haunches slammed back on the rebound and her fuckhole clenched his prick tightly as it slid out. His jism was hosing her with such force that he almost blew her off the end of his cock. She could feel the steaming hot slime flooding her loins so abundantly that she thought it must be filling her whole body cavity, that her heart and lungs must be floating in a slimy sea of the seething stuff.
Pulling out, he dragged her cuntlips with his prickshaft, pulling the folds after him. Then he pounded in to the hilt again, and more jizz pumped into her pussy. Time was suspended. Karen thought that she had been coming forever, that the doggy had been pouring his jism into her cunthole for an eternity. Geysers and jets splashed into her melting fuckbox, more cum spurting out on every stroke.
At the highest peak, Karen cried out in ecstasy and collapsed back onto the couch.
Rover pumped into her pussy a few more times, draining the dregs of his hot, thick, volcanic eruption. Then, still jammed up her cunt, he slumped over her, panting and heaving. His spent cock twitching inside her.
For a few moments, neither dog nor woman moved, except for their equally heavy panting. Karen felt Rover's cock begin to soften and diminish inside her pussy. Her cuntwalls rippled on his shrinking prick.
This time they were not stuck together – perhaps because it was his second coming, or maybe because they had done it face to face. As his cock grew soft and limp, it came sliding easily out of her cunt.
Karen twisted around. She held his drained balls in her hand, palm upwards, and brought the head of his prick to her lips. His red cock was soft and rubbery now. She lapped at it, whimpering at the taste of cum and cuntjuice combined. She slurped the knob into her mouth and sucked hungrily on the delicious slab. Now that her cunt was satiated again, Karen was in the mood to drink some jism.
But Rover was finished.
As she sucked greedily on his softening prick, the big doggy hung his head as if, like Tony Plumber, he was ashamed of his failure. But he had not failed. Karen's cunthole was brim full of fuckjuice, and it was only her greed that made her wish for a mouthful as well.
She sucked and licked with all her considerable talent, hoping to get him hard again, longing for a bellyful of cum to complement the two cuntfuls she already had. But despite her oral skills, the dog's cock continued to shrink, soften and draw back into his loins.
"Ummmm – c'mon, boy…" she coaxed, winding her slippery tongue around the slope of his cockhead.
Rover whined pitifully and his prick refused to respond to her magic mouth. After a few moments, she gave up. With a sigh, she drew her lips away from his rubbery cock and leaned back on the couch. The succulent flavor of their blended cum juices lingered tantalizingly on her tastebuds. She tipped her dark head back, ebony hair falling over the cushions, and let the creamy delicacy trickle down her throat. It warmed her belly like a fine cognac – and whetted her appetite, making her ravenous for more. She hungered for a nice long suck on cockmeat followed by another creamy dessert of his coming.
But Karen realized that she was going to have to wait awhile before her doggy could come again, before she could enjoy the delight of sucking him off. She was willing to wait, too, but it posed a problem, because by the time that Rover had a nice new hard-on and a full set of balls, Karen's pussy was going to be hot again. It would be the same dilemma that had confronted her before – horny at both ends, she wouldn't know whether to suck him off or fuck him.
What she really and truly needed, she knew, was two dogs – or maybe even three or four!
The thought of getting gang-banged in both mouth and cunt by a whole pack of horny hounds was driving Karen wild with excitement. She began to think seriously about it, in all the juicy details. Her mouth was watering, and her cunt began to simmer all over again.
Her fantasies were thrilling – could they become reality? Loving animal cock, she began to think of all the various places where animals were readily available.
And quite naturally, Karen's thoughts turned to her brother, who worked at the zoo!