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Working With daddy In The Kennel

... it wasn't long before I felt his knot swell up just inside my lips. My nostrils flared for air as I took him down my throat. Pumping my face back and forth, and massaging him with my tongue, I found that I could manipulate his cock around in my mouth and gasp the occasional breath of air I needed to survive. Then I would slip his cock back down my throat, milking him off. I swirled my tongue around his prick and caressed the base of his shaft with my lips. He stood rigid and quivering. My throat eagerly milked the end of his doggy cock as I reached up to gently squeeze his balls. I was rewarded with a gush of hot cum which splashed into my throat. The force of the impact sprayed his sticky seed all over the inside of my mouth and my tastebuds melted with delight. I came, my pussy clutching feverishly around the Dalmatian's pummeling cock. That was all that was needed to set him off too, and I was pumped full of dog cum on either end, two spewing dog cocks spiked in my mouth and twat. The thrill was beyond description. I may have passed out at that point, I'm not sure. The rest of the pack had their way with me, I'm sure, but all the details are a little fuzzy. I have no idea how many times I serviced each of those dog cocks that night in the cage, but I was sure that I would never again receive a fucking like that in my entire life. It seemed like hours on end that they continuously mounted me, taking me in the hole of their choice. I was vaguely aware of the wet sticky ...

... pumping noises I heard as they relieved themselves over and over again in my soft little pussy and asshole. I was pumped so full of dog cum that each new fucking began with their hot sticky fluids spraying out around their driving cocks, the seal on my pussy and asshole no longer tight due to the incredible stretching that each had been subjected to. I came countless times, but eventually I was so exhausted that I could little more than kneel there on the floor, basking in the glow of my multiple orgasms, and wait for the next dog to take his turn. I awoke on my hands and knees, soaking in a large puddle of cum. Max, the big husky, stood tail to rump with me, his huge knot still tied up my ass. He had gotten in the last fuck of the night, as all the other dogs were napping in various spots around the cage. Max dragged his knot out of my rectum and dismounted. Apparently I had serviced the doggy pack to their satisfaction and was free to go. I slowly stood, testing my sore and trembling muscles. My cunt and asshole had no current inclination to swell shut, allowing a flood of warm dog cum to pour out and slime down both legs. I visually inspected my pussy. My young lips stood open and were a sore red color, coated with drying dog cum. It surely didn't look like the tight, innocent little twelve year old girl pussy that had cluelessly stumbled into the pen the night before, but didn't appear to permanently any worse for wear. Bending over, I reached between my butt cheeks to ...