Scott Sellers - Mother in heat

As the dogs continued to howl and whine, the burly kennel owner led the buxom housewife into his office. Just before they walked through the door, Roxanne paused to look down the line of cages. By now, the dogs were drooling and yapping uncontrollably. She had to speak louder to make herself heard above the high-pitched yelps and wails of the frantic canines.

"They seem to be quite excited today," the woman said, gripping Mr. Dackel's arm tighter.

The big man paused to admire the beasts as they struggled against the chain link fence that buckled and creaked as more dogs piled against it, clawing and yipping.

"Yes, not many people know this," he said, staring down into Roxanne's eyes. "But the dog is one of the most sensitive members of the animal kingdom."

"If you say so, Hal," she replied, reaching up to stroke his chest, pausing to slip her fingers beneath his shirt, gently brushing her hot hand across his thick chest hair. "But I bet you're a pretty sensitive animal yourself, Hal."

He shook his head and laughed heartily. "And I thought the guys down at the Legion Hall were just telling stories about you."

"Pardon me?" Roxanne said, winking one eye quizzically.

"Oh, nothing, honey. Come on. Why don't we get inside and take a load off… or whatever."

With that, Mr. Dackel whisked the big-titted woman through the door. As she paused to catch her breath, he locked the door behind them and drew the shades. Breathing raggedly through his nose, staring intensely at Roxanne's heaving tits, Mr. Dackel began unbuttoning his shirt. His crotch began bulging out farther and farther.

"Yeah, baby, I been dreaming about this for a long time," Hal told her, flinging his shirt across a nearby couch. "Ever since that son of yours told me he was sticking it to you on a regular basis, I've just about had a constant hard-on."

Roxanne blushed and sighed deeply. "Well, Hal, I don't know what to say."

"Yeah, but when you do, how about tellin' it to my friend here?"

With that, the kennel owner unbuckled his trousers and whipped down his zipper. Yanking his briefs out of the way, he exposed his madly throbbing cock. Gripping his prick with his rough, rugged hand, he jacked himself a few times until a viscid drop of pre-cum oozed out to fill his mucousy piss-slit.

"Ooooo, it's so fucking big," Roxanne sighed as she dropped to her knees. "Please, let me suck it. Ooooo, yesssss!"

Scrambling across the floor until she was facing his crotch, Roxanne reached up and tugged his pants down to his knees. Scraping her bright-red fingernails up and down Hal's hairy thighs, she swirled her tongue all along her lips until they glistened with fresh hot spit. Her eyes half-closed with lust, she leaned forward and teased the tip of his cock with the end of her hot tongue.

"Yeah, baby, yeah," he groaned, beginning to gyrate his hips. "I got enough spunk packed, into these balls to blast the back of your fucking head off."

Roxanne dug her fingernails deeper into his skin and moved her hands closer to his steaming crotch. She gently reached down and cupped his ball-sac, feeling his nuts lurch and churn with jism.

"I want it so bad," she said, blowing her deliciously hot breath across his blood-engorged cock-head, causing the little bubble of pre-cum to ripple and then stream down his taut prick-skin.

"I don't care if you want it or not," Hal said through clenched teeth, gasping. "You're gonna get it anyway."

"Mmmmmmm, so goooood. Mmmmmmm!"

Roxanne opened her mouth wide and cased her lips just over and around his prick-tip, making a vacuum seal just below the sloping edge of his slick cock-head. Then she swirled her tongue around and around ravenously, coating his dick with a liberal supply of saliva and pre-cum. She thrilled to the salty-sweet taste of his prick-flesh and snorted rapidly through her nostrils, sending streams of hot air down the length of his twitching cock-shaft.

Mr. Dackel reached down and grabbed two handfuls of her hair. Then he yanked her head into his crotch, forcing most of his hard cock-shaft deep into her throat. When he felt her bottom teeth nip the sensitive skin between his ball-sac and the base of his cock-shaft, he shuddered and moaned, grinding his dick into the back of her throat.

Roxanne thrilled to the feel of his blood-filled cock-veins sliding across her lips as Hal began a steady face-fucking rhythm. Her nose was pound into his thick tuft of cock-hair on the upstroke. The smell of his musky groin drove her wild, and already she could feel her cunt beginning to juice up. Hot pussy-sauce was starting to soak the front of her panties.

As his frantic thrusts became more powerful, Roxanne had to reach around and grip the man's clenching asscheeks in order to keep her balance. He groaned low and deep as she sunk her sharp fingernails into the taut flesh of his butt.

"Get it, baby!" he wailed. "Work on that cock like your life depended on it, bitch!"

"Mmmmmphhfff! Hmmmphfff!" she cried, arching her head back so he could get a better fuck angle down her throat.

As Roxanne hung on tightly, the big man fucked into her face with all his strength. The pain in her scalp was intense as he fairly ripped her hair out by the roots, but she continued sucking as best she knew how. Faster and faster his cock went slamming into her mouth, his balls slapping mercilessly against her chin. Hot juices were leaking out between her securely sucking lips and soon long strands of spittle hung down from her face, the ends tangling in the curly hairs on his thighs.

She tried to scoot up closer to him so she could grind her big tits against his legs, trying to ease the tingling itch that was beginning to agitate her nipples. Each time he fucked hard into her face, Roxanne thrust her its forward to rub her erect tit-tips against his legs. Hot flashes of lust were coursing through her breasts, spreading in warm waves down her belly and into her mushy pussy.

"Baby, I can feel it coming! Yeahhhh, I'm gonna shoot a heavy load! Ooohhhhh, yeahhhh!"

It seemed as if his cock was growing even larger in Roxanne's mouth as she felt his taut cum-tube begin to spasm against her lower lip. She eased two fingers into his tightly clasped asscheeks searching for his greasy asshole. Knowing that Hal was about to shoot his load deep into her throat, she wanted to jam a finger into his ass-passage to make the pleasure more intense for him. But the frenzied manner in which the big man was whipping his hips back and forth made it difficult for Roxanne to keep her face securely attached to his prick-shaft without the support of both hands.

Losing her grip for just a moment caused her mouth to slip off the end of Hal's cock. She quickly grabbed his sticky prick-shaft in her fist, trying to ram his dick back into her mouth, but it was too late.

"Here it comes, cunt! Take it, yeahhh, take it all!"

The first blast of his jism splattered and sizzled right in Roxanne's eye. With her vision blurred, she watched as more and more blobs of hot cum spurted into her face until she couldn't see any longer. She tried to stick her tongue out all the way and get her mouth in position to receive a few jets of his cum, and was soon rewarded with several sticky gouts of jism which she swallowed ardently.

"Mmmmm! More! Give me more!" she cried, her voice thick and distorted as if she had a big lump of peanut butter stuck to the roof of her mouth. Soon, her throat was clogged with curdled clumps of spunk, the hot greasy white stuff seeping between her lips.

"Ooooo, yeah, baby, you really know how to suck cock," he sighed, patting her on top of the head. "And since you did such a good job, I guess you deserve a reward."

Roxanne looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with gratitude. She licked her cum-drenched lips and waited patiently far the kennel owner's next move.