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I Admit It Chapter

... night with the second pack of wolves I encountered. I really loved this group for their gentle way and most of all " the size of their cocks and the longevity of their thrust". This was an adventure I would never forget. I now have a plan to see if I can sample the equestrian facilities down the road from my home. Horses may be a new conquest in my future. Admit It Chapter 3 By Shaman It's been a year since I left Montana after my four weeks into the world of wolves in the Wild West. My experiences there have proven invaluable to me and to Max. Our relationship has only deepened since my return. I learned so much. I now have taken my place in his pack fully part of the dynamics of pack life. I am still the dog slut of my neighborhood. I love animals seven days a week. I use to go for quantity, but know I work on relationship building. I adjusted my routine to incorporate my role in the pack and make room for mules. I spend one night with my mules, four nights with Max and the rest on the streets with all my dog friends. My gate is still open to any and all that show up. Twice a month I host a rotating love feast with my fellow animal loving friends. Our group encounters are the best. We rotate the hostess role. They are responsible planning and arranging a sexual encounter for the group. We have had encounters with our own pets to having a petting zoo to our disposal for a complete evening. The proprietor of the zoo is now a member of our group. She loves for make love to ...

... animals. Every encounter has been rewarding. I was really f*** good by an Urangatang. He was so powerful and big. I would like to spend a weekend with him. When I came home from Montana, my first priority was Max. I spent the last three days of vacation with him. We not only mated; I established my relationship with the dominant female in his pack. Then I started my routine with all my other dog friends. Let's just say after four weeks, they were some ready to see me. I am still leaking cum from those wonderful first nights back. I had them lined up. One off and one on for hours. I was really exhausted at the end of my first week back. But what a life for a slut like me. I pinch myself every day. I wanted to integrate mules into my routine after my Montana experiences. I started searching local farms, ranches, and equestrian facilities in search of mules. I could find one her or there but not a group. I had some good times training them, but my real desire was to have a group of them. I tried a few horses, but found that a mule fits me better. Their height and equipment sizes are just perfect for me. Mules are long and just larger than a good sized human male making them filling but not too large that it takes a lot of effort to get them inside you. Believe me the last thing that a slut wants is to have to fight to get a good cock buried inside her when she is ready. Finally I located a group of mules at an equestrian center nearby. I started sneaking in after hours and sampling ...