Frank Brown: Mom_s donkey show

Matt had braced himself on his elbows and pumped his cock inside her, making it squish obscenely in her dog-jism greased cunthole. Her pussy clutched for dear life, dogcum running out and greasing Matt's nuts. If only she could wrap her arms and legs around the man! That would be some sort of relief.

"Oh yeah, yeah, yeah!" Matt humped away, pleasuring his huge cock inside her, rubbing his hard chest against her tits and nipples. Just when she thought she was going to black out from the intense sensations, her after-orgasm sensitivity began to wear off. Before Matt had thrust a half-dozen more times, her pussy had adjusted itself and tingled pleasantly again.

"Oh Matt!" she moaned. "Matt, oh darling!"

"You make me feel so good," he growled. "Oh shit!"

His eyes rolled back and his cock flexed hard. Before he could shoot, however, he yanked his cock out and scrambled up over Connie's tits, his cock clutched in his pumping hand. As his first spurt leaped at her, she opened her mouth, letting him stuff his quivering prick down her throat.

Connie glutted down the man's profuse load of cum. His prick throbbed in her mouth, swelling and contracting with each powerful spurt. Her lips and mouth tingled, as if his prickrod were electrified.

"Mmm, baaaby," he groaned, gazing down into her face, watching her suck his jism gushing cock.

She could feel his big hairy nuts contracting against her chin. Shivers ran through the man's cock and it flexed again and again, pumping slimy spunk straight down her throat. He pulled out finally, and laid his big wet prick on her face. It throbbed with aftershocks as she licked it from one end to the other and all around. She sucked the last of his jism out of his half-open pisshole. He raised up slightly so she could lick off his balls. When she finished cleaning his cock off with her tongue, she realized that she'd swallowed more than Matt's cum. She'd swallowed Slicker's dogcum as well.

She was sitting on Matt's lap on a chair next to the kitchen table. Rather, she was sitting on his knee like a little girl telling Santa what she wants for Christmas. Her cunt was still wide-open and throbbing. Matt dipped his finger inside her every so often, then licked the fuck juices off his dripping digit.

Matt's rigid, sweaty cock throbbed against her right hip. She dipped her finger in his fucklube every so often so she could taste it. They sipped iced tea and Matt nibbled at her tits. She was so horny she could hardly stand it.

"Matt, fuck me, for Christ's sake!"

He licked her nipple, his tongue icy. "Relax, darling. What's your hurry? Let's take our time and enjoy ourselves. It's taken me months to get you here like this and I want to savor you."

He bit her nipple and she nearly hit the ceiling.

"Matt, you're gonna make me scream! Come on, darling, let me sit on it."

"Up the ass or the cunt?"

"Whichever one you want. Just fuck me." Matt set down his tea glass. He shook his head. "How can a man resist?"

He lifted her up, his hands encircling her waist.

Shaking, she reached down between her legs and took hold of his cock. She rubbed its knob back and forth between her swollen, drenched cuntslabs. She placed his cockhead at the entrance to her cunt and impaled herself on his greasy fuckpole to the hilt. They both groaned with pleasure as they coupled.

"You're a vet," he muttered, wrapping his arms around her middle, licking her back, rubbing his belly against her naked ass. "What do you think I am, a horse?"

"You might not be one," Connie said, sliding up and down. "But you're certainly hung like one."

"Mmn, you hot little bitch!" Matt mumbled, wiggling his cock as she fucked it. "How would you know how a horse is hung? You been experimenting, lady?"

"Of course not," Connie said. "I'm a veterinarian. My interest in horses is purely scientific, my dealings with them, purely medical."

"I'll bet!"

"Well, it's true. Don't get funny, buster, or I'll get mad and go home."

Matt thrust unexpectedly, hitting a pleasure spot inside her that made her toes prickle.

"Oh Matt, just shut up and ram that thing inside me!"

"I thought you wanted to go home."

"Will you just shut up and fuck!"

He guided her up and down, his hands tight around her waist, his loins thrusting. Her fuckjuices ran out and drenched his balls. Just as she was getting close to coming, he pushed her off.

"Matt, don't torture me like this!" she whined.

"I want your ass," he said, sliding his wet cock between her asscheeks. Then he pressed the head against her asspucker. "Sit on it."

Connie wiggled her ass, bearing down. Her asspucker slowly opened and Matt's prickhead slipped inside. She gasped with the stretch then she let herself go, her asshole swallowing Matt's cock all the way.

"Mmn, you're so tight!" Matt said, rubbing his scratchy chin against her back, sandpapering her skin. "I love your asshole."

"Then fuck it," Connie said, starting to ride his cock, to fuck it with her sizzling asshole.

Matt gripped her asscheeks, helping her slide up and down. "What a bitch!"

Connie felt a wicked thrill every time Matt called her a bitch. Being called a bitch was kind of degrading, but she enjoyed it. Sam had never called her that.

"Slicker loved your juicy cunt, lady. How'd you like his cock?" Matt asked as they fucked.

Connie didn't want to talk about her having fucked with the dog. Incredibly, she'd almost forgotten about it. "Will you shut up?" she said finally.

"Was he the first dog you ever fucked?"

"Well, of course it was! What do you take me for?"

"A woman who's crazy about hot cock, any kind of hot cock."

Connie felt a thrill at Matt's words, as insulting as they were. "How could you do that to me?" she said, trying to sound upset. "You pervert! Tying me down and all."

"You loved it," Matt said. "And when that furry black Lab got between your legs you squealed like a stuck bitch if I ever heard one. Admit, darling, you couldn't get enough of fucking that dog."

Connie was speechless.

"I love seeing females with animals," Matt continued. "I've seen a lot of women fuck dogs, but I've never seen one go so ape-shit over it the first time as you did. You are one Grade-A bitch."

Connie was ready to slug him. She didn't though, because she suddenly heard hoofbeats close by outside and she panicked, jumping up off his cock.

"Who's coming?"

Matt caught her by the arm. "Cool it. That's just Sally."

"And who is Sally?" The words came out with a slight accusing tone.

Matt stood up, wrapping his arms around her, rubbing his cock against her ass. "The little bitch who comes over to exercise my breeding stallions. From the next ranch over to the south. Regular little tomboy. Come on, let's go watch her."

"My clothes," Connie said, looking around in vain for them.

"Relax. Forget your clothes. Around this place, who needs clothes?" Matt laughed and dragged her out the door.

He pulled Connie across the yard and into the horse stables. When she tried to resist, to argue, he simply clapped her over the mouth and told her to be quiet if she wanted to see something. They trod barefoot over hay and concrete, past stalls for horses. Only a few of Matt's herd were in the stables today. Most were out grazing the pastures. The building smelled of horse-shit and piss. Bushy tails flicked at flies that danced on the horses' rumps. Matt pushed her into a shadowed stall with a view of the corral outside through a wide open doorway.

Standing in ankle-deep straw, Connie felt super-horny as Matt held her from behind, pressing his hard cock into her ass. Outside, they could see Sally, mounted on a golden stallion and cantering it around the white, circular corral.