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Working With daddy In The Kennel

... upwardly curved prick slipped between my pink, pouty twat lips and my fucking continued. I did my best to satisfy his thrusting urges, straining to snug my sloppy pussy down around his invading prick. Given a brief reprieve, my sore little puss had somewhat regained its original form. Concentrating, I was able tighten myself up and provide a warm, grasping cunt for his pleasure. I reasoned that if I was a good little bitch, and gave the doggies all the tightest, most clutching fuck my sore little twat and bung could manage, I would be able to get away and nurse my ravaged, cum filled body back to normal.. I'll spare you all the details of all their mountings at this point, but trust me, it was quite a long night. After the first several dogs, both my fuck holes were perpetually full of doggy sperm. As they pounded their pricks into my love sockets, a lewd sloshing sound issued from my soggy wetness, echoing in the otherwise quiet kennel At one point I do remember looking up to see a silky Labrador standing in front of me. He was a large but not aggressive dog. He was looking pretty whipped, apparently having gotten the worst of Max's wrath in the earlier scuffle. He looked so sad as he paced back and forth, obviously as eager as the rest of the pack to join in on my doggy gang rape. However, he wanted no further part of Max, who stood guard over my upthrust ass, ready to step in and take his second turn. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him, as he nervously paced and ...

... whined, his big cock stiff and thrust up against his belly. I don't know what possessed me. Perhaps it was the sad, gentle look in his eyes, or more likely the realization of my situation... a gang of dogs lined up to pump me up the twat and ass, the remains of my pretty pink panties shredded and dangling between my legs, puddle of dog cum on the floor between my knees, growing ever larger from the hot loads dripping from my well reamed fuck holes... Who knows? Anyway, I reached over and wrapped my hand around his prick. Sensing relief was at hand, he stepped over and straddled my head. It was an awkward position, what with a Dalmatian currently mounted on my back. He had chosen to use my pussy for his satisfaction and was busy corkscrewing his prick into my trembling cunt. But regardless, I strained upward and managed to fit my mouth over the black lab's slippery cock. Confused at first, he then lunged forward with excitement, pushing his shaft past my lips until the tip of his cock slipped into my throat. I could see his legs tremble as I swallowed, milking his prick. He seemed to enjoy this immensely and began to pump. Slippery precum oozed from the tip of his prick and I eagerly washed his prick with my tongue. Just when I thought that the night couldn't teach me anything more, I discovered a craving for wads of hot dog cum shot down my throat. I nursed his cock with my lips and tongue, savoring the slippery fluid awash in my mouth. He fucked my face with reckless abandon, and ...