Brute also dozed fitfully. Then he snorted, his eyes shut, and occasionally licked a fly off the end of his cold wet nose.
June, her warm, fleshy twelve year old body still crushed against her father's hard hairy one, was sighing endlessly. It seemed as if all her dreams and Christmases had come at once. She was happier than she had ever been in her entire life. She opened one eye and looked up at her father's handsome dozing face. How she loved him. But then she loved Brute, too, now, and she wanted to know forever the agony and the ecstasy of having both of them fucking her simultaneously. She would never let them go.
She held herself up slightly so that her softly mounded breasts swung out over Guy Donovan's face and then she pressed one of them into his face so it ballooned fleshly. Giggling, she looked over to the bed. ›From this position she could see her mother. Dora Donovan opened one eye and smiled at her. Then her mother whispered, "He's good, isn't he, dear?"
June smiled, her eyes all lit up. "Daddy has a very big penis," she said.
"You can't get your hand around it. Did you – did you like him fucking you, dear?"
"It was heaven, Mama. I thought I was going to die from it."
Dora sighed tiredly with happiness and closed her eyes.
"Mama?"
Dora opened one eye again and said, "Then you can have him whenever you want, dear. If that's what you want. Brute made me so happy today I thought I was going to break into a million pieces, and in a way I owe that to you."
"Did he fuck you nice, Mama? Did you like it?"
Dora smiled. She couldn't think of anything else to say. With both Brute and Guy fucking her, she was going to be the happiest woman alive on the North Shore.
"I liked watching him do it to you, Mama. But best of all I liked it when Brute fucked me in my ass and I rode up and down on Daddy."
Dora smiled. "I enjoyed watching you do that, too, dear. So let's make a pact.
You can have Daddy whenever you want, and you promise not to get jealous over Brute and me. Okay?"
"Okay, Mama! That's a swell idea!"
And so that day a pact was born. And outside their window, on Railway Road, the trains hooted for the rest of the afternoon and evening, as the new Donovan family, including a German shepherd named Brute, experimented with couplings that were unknown in any railyard.