The animal's weight bore down upon her back. Thick hairs scratched her ass. She arched her back deeper and threw back her head, surrendering herself to the hard-driving fucker wedged in her cunt.
"Aaagh!" she moaned, her eyes dancing in circles. "He's splitting me apart again. Oh, hell, I'm dying!"
Flesh-slapping noises filled the basement as the animal fucked her hard and slammed his balls into the backs of her thighs. She shivered with each thrust of his cock and slap of his balls.
Wanting to feel more of the dog's prick, the blonde began slamming her pussy back into the animal. She met each of his fuck-thrusts with a fury of her own, and she could hear him whining and yelping. She loved it all, and continued to impale herself again and again, while his balls bounced wetly off her cunt lips and thighs.
The blonde grunted and groaned and fucked her ripe pussy back and forth on his cock, her tits swinging to and fro, her ass quivering upon impact. She was like a tigress in heat; her whole body begged for relief.
The collie fucked hard and fast, his hind feet repeatedly leaving the floor. He gave her all he had, spearing her pussy again and again with his frothy prick. With such intense fucking, it didn't take him long to carry her over the edge.
"Aaagh!" she cried, breathing hard and fast. "I'm coming! Oh, shit mother-fucker, I'm coming!"
She began jerking and bucking uncontrollably as her orgasm swept through her body. Her tits bounced heavily beneath her. Her ass and thighs quivered like gelatin. Her pussy twitched and pumped and then finally blew out a thick stream of fuck-juice. It was enough to flood the dog's cock and balls and carry him, too, over the edge.
With a yelp and a howl the collie came, filling the blonde's cunt with thick white jizz. The jizz blasted her cunt walls and jolted her nerves mercilessly, and she cried out for mercy. But the animal kept humping, each cock-lunge delivering still more jizz.
"I'm drowning in it, in cum. Oh, shit! That stuff feels good."
Sally almost came herself. She had just witnessed one hell of a fuck. But who was that woman with the golden pussy hair? Was she a new employee? One of her daddy's customers? If only Sally could see her face.
"Oh, you pussy-fucking mutt," said the blonde, turning around to face the collie. "I think I'm going to suck your cock next."
A shiver raced up Sally's spine when the blonde leaned over to reach the collie's dripping prick. Her face, was finally coming into view. Sally waited patiently, watching with hawk-like eyes.
Suddenly the young girl tensed, her mouth fell open, and her eye bugged out.
It was her mother!
CHAPTER EIGHT
Sally watched her mother's lips slide down the collie's cock shaft. Confusion swept through her young mind. She didn't know what to think. She had never once suspected her mother of being a dog-fucker. Not once! Yet, there the woman was, with dog jizz dripping from her cunt, and a big dog prick stuffed in her mouth.
Somehow, watching her mother fuck and suck a dog wasn't the same to Sally as watching strangers do it. She felt a little hurt, a little betrayed. Mothers were supposed to be pure and perfect and loyal.
Confused, Sally turned away from the naughty scene and crept back upstairs.
She would go to her daddy. He would cheer her up. He knew exactly how to make her feel good. And she wouldn't feel at all guilty. Hell, why should she? Her mother was too busy fucking dogs to fuck Daddy. Someone had to get Daddy's prick wet.
She was happy to find her father alone at his desk. She locked the door behind her and went right to him, unfastening her halter as she walked. By the time she reached his chair, his lips were quivering and his cock bulge was rising.
"This makes twice in one day," said Harry, loosening his tie with one hand and unzipping his trousers with the other. "You're getting cock crazy, for sure. What am I going to do with you?"
"Fuck the shit out of me, what else?" Within seconds, they were both naked. Sally never had to explain her wet panties to her daddy because he ripped them off her so fast he never even noticed they were wet. They both knew what they wanted to do and they got right down to it, he stretching out on his back on the thick carpet and she kneeling beside him.
Sally gave her daddy a big smile. Then she leaned over and covered his mouth with hers. Gurgling noises filled the air, along with heavy panting and deep groaning as they nearly sucked the air from one another.
She moved her tongue along his teeth, tasting and licking at will. Both the smooth surfaces and the sharp edges pleased her. She even counted the teeth with her tongue tip as she sought to give him pleasure.
She swallowed some of her daddy's spit when she caressed the roof of his mouth with her tongue. But she didn't care. She enjoyed tasting his slippery mouth. Then their tongues intertwined, like snakes fucking. Sally twisted her head this way and that, clawing at his chest the whole time.
She grew delirious in her efforts, moaning and groaning and crying out sharply. Her hair fell down over his face and caressed his cheeks. Her lips slithered over his mouth, soaking him with spit. Her nose flattened against him. And through it all, he massaged her bare back with deft fingers.
Finally she came up for air, gasping and panting wildly. Glistening spit, both hers and his, covered her face. Her lips were still quivering. She could have fucked him right now, but she chose to taste a little more of him first.
She lowered her head again and kissed his neck. They were quick kisses that nipped and tugged at his flesh. She spread them all around, getting his neck nice and wet.
Then she moved lower and began running her tongue through his thick chest hairs. The hairs tickled her nose and scratched her lips, but she found her daddy's chest hairs extremely stimulating.
She moved her head all around, licking and kissing the man's chest at will. She massaged both of his nipples with her tongue tip. She caressed his flesh with her soft lips. She made his chest hairs glisten with her spit. And all the while, she worked her hands up and down his body, enjoying the warmth.
"Oh, baby," he said, breathing hard, "you're making my prick awfully stiff. Move your lips down there for a while."
Sally flashed him a quick smile, then obediently ran her tongue down his midriff, brushing aside more curly black hairs. When she reached his cock, she felt him shiver and heard him moan. She smiled inwardly, knowing that his shivering and moaning had only just begun.
She ran her tongue down to his balls and immediately began licking the hard fuck-pouch. She snaked her tongue round and round each ball, knocking it about. She massaged the ball-sac and soaked the many black hairs on his balls, while he gently stroked the back of her head.
"Mmmm!" he moaned, lifting his head to watch. "That feels good, baby girl. Real good. I still remember when I first taught you how to suck my prick. You haven't forgotten a thing."
Sally found her father's words comforting. Eager to show him how much she remembered, she began to stab at his balls with her tongue tip. She speared them one at a time, bouncing them every which way. It became a game to her, to see how hard she could stab his balls, and to see how far they would roll.
She rolled his big hairy balls up and down and around and round with her tongue tip, each stab right on target and hard enough to make him groan and gasp. Though the thick hairs on his balls tickled her nose, she paid them little attention, concentrating only on the thick coarse meat that held his balls.
"Aaagh!" he groaned, brushing her long yellow hair out of the way. "Fine, baby, fine. Now lick my prick shaft. Make that throb, too."
Sally obeyed. She slid her tongue up her daddy's ball-bag, all the way to the root of his cock shaft. Then she began to tantalize the many nerves located there.
"Ohhh!" he groaned, arching his back. "Shiiyyiit!"