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5 finding life`s partner

... his hips stabbing his now unsheathed cock at her body in the attempt to find her sex. Tim aimed the wayward cock into the now wet target, and Toby f***ed the giant appendage into her spreading her lips with a single fierce stroke. She gasped then began to enjoy the sensation of the rock hard prick slamming into her at a rate she had never before experienced, she grunted with every forward stroke, her arms folding under the onslaught. Tim moved to be in front of her uttering soothing words as Toby ravaged his new mistress, she hardly understanding a word he was saying, so intense was the effect. He held her shoulders telling her to brace herself as Toby was about to knot, her thoughts concentrated asking herself why would she need to brace herself was this fantastic onslaught to get worse? She felt the thing stretching her sex walls apart like a hammer blow Toby kept striking his target his knot forcing itself inside her wet tunnel. She let out a long piercing scream as he finally lodged himself within her, his burning hot seed splashing her guts, pump, pump, pump, quantities of hot seed distorting her belly as if to split her like an over-ripe melon. The dog had stopped its urgent movement now, allowing things to settle, never had she felt so full, she looked askance of Tim who quietly explained that “ `twould be a bit o time till things get shrunk enuff to come away” 25 long minutes it took till nature released her, Toby slinking away to the corner to clean himself, Ursula ...

... rolling onto her back doggy goo leaking onto the carpet in a trickle, her knees sore and her arms tired. Tim kissed her asking if she was “all ok?” To which she nodded emphatically, pulling him towards her and clutching at his manhood in a way that told him they would walk this path again. Tim mounted the slack, wet sex of his mistress, with his trunks round his knees, so aroused was he that in just a few short strokes his seed was mingling with that of his pet and she had again achieved a climax, the like of which she had never had before. They lay entwined on the now damp carpet waiting for their heart rates to return to something like normal and gently kissing one another till exhaustion overtook them. Morning broke on the two entwined stiff cold lovers found them-selves still on the carpet. They slowly regained the ability to move, untangling themselves, tired stiff muscles stretching in the half light, he regained his feet and helped her up and in silence they went their respective ways, he to his room and she to hers, no doubt for a bath, or shower, Toby meanwhile snored contentedly on the sofa. The arrival of the postman his long gloomy face appearing at the stable type backdoor found Ursula pouring tea, and Tim just finishing a fine breakfast, invited in, the three sat the old postie telling of the death of the farmer from the next village and the way the wife at no 67 had been carrying on with old eddy the stoker. He left after half an hour leaving them in a depressed ...