Rick Jennings - Pet shop pussy

He slid his boner back until just the head was within her mouth. And then that too slid out into the open as he leaned forward and relaxed his grip on her shoulders, knowing that she was not about to stop the Doberman from finishing what he had started.

That could not be denied. She had enjoyed Bix's canine attentions ever since the Scottie was a pup. But Bix's equipment was not nearly as long and dagger-like as the Doberman's bony tool. And now, it felt like a super-long finger was pumping in and out of her cooze.

She tightened her vaginal muscles as best she could, able to feel the dog's cock striking against one wet cunt wall and then the other.

Hot trickles of sap drooled down and the friction his dick was producing was getting her off in no time at all.

A low-pitched moan escaped her lips and Justin was frankly astonished that she was enjoying herself so much. He had always imagined a contest of wills, a show of brute physical force, the girl he had pictured in his recurring bestial fantasy always putting up a fight, though loving it in the end.

But now, Pam was loving it, almost right from the start. He slid back and moved around as she kept whimpering, kneeling there on the floor while behind her, bucking and heaving and jabbing in and out with short precise strokes, Holmes continued to hammer his bony dick as far inside of her cunt as its length would allow.

Justin was wild-eyed. He gasped almost as loudly as Pam, pulled Bix out of the way when the inquisitive terrier trotted forward to see what was happening, and then bent his head down to look between Pam Harper's shuddering thighs. Sure enough, he could see the naked red length of Holmes' penis sliding in and out; right between the puffy lips of her girlish split.

"How does it feel?" he asked, breathless too, shaking as the scene began to effect him like an aphrodisiac.

"Yes, do it, harder, harder!" she screamed, oblivious to anything but the raw savage pleasure of the moment. Everything was working in unison, the tactility of the dog's smooth belly rubbing against her jiggling ass and back, the way his tight furry balls tickled her bum furrow and, most of all, the intense searing ecstasy of feeling the Doberman's penis sliding frantically in and out of her gaping split.

Once again she squeezed her vaginal muscles, trying to make her pussy as tight and narrow as possible, thus giving her the utmost in sexual pleasure. As for the dog, Holmes was far too incensed to slow down or change the rhythm of his strokes.

The knot along the base of his bony dick frictioned searingly against Pam's swollen clit and she howled just like a bitch in heat, loving the way she was getting fucked dog-fashion from the rear, getting balled by a savage barking Doberman pinscher.

That Justin had wanted this to happen no longer seemed of any importance whatsoever. Any second and she knew she would come and now she didn't hold back, letting go and flowing with the rising tide of bliss which was swiftly engulfing her body.

Justin kept staring, moving this way and that on the floor so that he was able to view the bestial scene from every angle, from the side, from down between her legs, from behind Holmes. The Doberman kept yapping, his hindquarters jerking and bucking again and again.

And the more he fucked her, the more aroused she became. A minute or two later she couldn't hold back and a loud scream of delight flew out of her throat.

Her body was glowing and she shuddered more violently, coming in a great rush of supercharged ecstasy. The swiftness of this, her first climax, only served to inflame Justin's passions to the boiling point. Quickly, hardly thinking of what he was doing, he grabbed hold of a startled Bix and pulled the Scottie over until the black-haired terrier was crouched right in front of his naked body.

Something told him that his moves would not be rebuffed or misunderstood, that Bix was well aware of what Justin expected from him. Indeed, no sooner had he shoved his hairy crotch forward when the Scottie's tongue lashed over his pendulous balls, thrilling Justin to the quick.

"Good boy, yeah, do it," he panted, even as Pam continued to shudder and writhe, her face contorted in a paroxysm of lusty sexual release. She was coming, one clitoral orgasm merging with another. And Holmes didn't appear to slow down or approach the point of ejaculation.

The Doberman kept at it while, at the same time, Bix was now openly licking the hairy outer surface of Justin's heavy come-filled balls, slobbering over his nuts and even trying to wiggle an inquisitive wet nose right underneath the young man's balls to get at his brown puckered asshole.

The gamy ripe smell of his anus no doubt turned Bix on, or at least made him curious enough to want to explore further. Justin certainly wasn't going to put a stop to that either. Still keeping an eye on Pam, he leaned back, rested on one hand and squatted so that Bix was able to wiggle underneath him, his raspy-edged tongue striking right along Justin's hairy bum furrow.

"Good boy, do it, come, keep coming!" Justin cried out, speaking to the terrier and to Pam Harper, both at the same time. He spit into the palm of his hand, not about to interrupt her as she continued to come.

He knew from past experience that Holmes was rapidly approaching his own point of no return, ready to send his thin yellow dog-come splashing down into the churning depths of Pam's overheated quim. Justin couldn't wait to see that happen and he wanted to come as well, to cream just when his dog did.

So he rubbed his slobber up and down the length of his shuddering hard-on, lubricating his hard column of meat. His fingers slid up and down, his palm rotated over his glans while, between his legs, Bix was trying to invade his ripe gamy asshole.

Unable to pull his buns apart, for he was balancing himself by pressing one hand down against the carpeted floor, he could only thrust his ass forward, hoping that Bix would get excited enough to push his tongue more forcefully between his muscular buns. Sure enough, that was exactly what happened.

Bix's tongue slapped against the hairy corrugated folds of Justin's manly asshole while, at the same time, Pam was moaning and shuddering, experiencing the after-throes of her tumultuous multi-orgasmic release. With reddened and dazed eyes she glanced over at Justin, not surprised in the least to see what he and Bix were doing.

The dog was shoving his face down against Justin's backside while Whitlock kept jerking himself off. And then, even before Justin could get off, the Doberman suddenly snarled savagely and stiffened, the first hot wads of his dog-come surging out like molten bullets.

She could feel the muscular contractions of the dog's ejaculating cock and the knot of his prostate gland rubbed more strenuously and almost abrasively against her inflamed clitoris. She sank down, exhausted and completely fulfilled. More and more thin dribbly yellow dog semen spurted out of Holmes' deeply buried pecker, lubricating her already wet and swampy twat.

Justin was wild-eyed, delighted with Holmes' display of canine sexual ecstasy. Here, at long last, his fantasies had been put to the test, reality substituted for personal daydreams. And it was even better and far more arousing than he had ever dared to imagine. The sight finally triggered his own pent-up release. Bix was still licking and tonguing his bottom-hole when Justin stiffened and screamed out with demonic force and wild delight. "Oh shit, watch me, watch me coming, watch!" he groaned as he gripped the base of his throbbing member, squeezed it hotly and watched the first thick wads of his jism spurting out of the head of his cumbersome weapon.

Pam just kept gaping, even as Holmes began to quiet down. To see Justin coming, to see how creamy-white bullets of jism spurted thickly out of his cock and into the air, splashing at his feet like raindrops, aroused her beyond belief. There was something as equally bestial in his performance too, as if she was watching a monkey at the zoo, masturbating and performing before her startled yet delighted eyes.