DesirЋe stared in fascination up between Priscilla Devereaux's wide held legs, at her moistened cuntal-slit and the visual enchantment of her tiny, palpitating, puckered vermilion anus! Licking sensual flames whipped through the blonde, young wife! Yes, yes – Lobo. Had she been capable of feeling shocked at this point she would have been at thinking that she needed the wild dog Lobo to bring her ecstatic joy!
"Now, baby, now!" Priscilla sharply commanded, suddenly realizing that the whole scene was taking a wrong twist! "Remember Priscilla, sweet lover? You promised to kiss her pussy. You – promised!"
"P-Priscilla?" DesirЋe repeated, staring and loving the sight of the beautiful girl enticingly presented before her. And yet – "Y-Yes Priscilla, you're so lovely. But I have to go now. I have to go!"
The auburn-haired girl felt her mouth falling open! She'd heard the other's words, but couldn't quite believe them! Then, an enraging thought dawned! That stupid sonofabitch, Anderson, had made the dose too gentle! Some trip! Goddamn him! She lowered her legs and jerked upright to a sitting position. "Listen. You don't want to go home, DesirЋe, my baby! Mark is gone, far away!"
"No. No, I have to leave now, Priscilla." DesirЋe insisted, almost blankly, easing off the bed. "Mark – -Lobo."
"You-You stupid cunt!" Priscilla spat, not waiting for her to finish her statement. "Goddamn you! Clete! Clete! Where in hell are you?"
"Right here, right here, Priscilla!" the big man responded, bursting from the closet. "What you want, honey?"
"Fuck the shit out of the little bitch! Fuck her!" the blazing, emerald-eyed girl snarled. "She doesn't get out of here tonight until we're through with her!"
"Sure, sure!" Anderson blurted with a lewd grin, his lurid smirk spreading his full-lipped mouth as he began to pull at his clothing. "You want I should fuck her now?"
"Like a Goddamned animal, no mercy!" the auburn-haired girl vindictively ordered in her aroused nakedness. "Fuck her from behind, dog-fashion, while I lay here beneath and watch! And get the camera! The bitch! Fuck her like a whore-dog!"
"I doubt it'll be any surprise to this sweet bitch," Anderson gutturally spewed, hustling for his camera and handing it to the naked, angry girl on the bed who was reassuming her obscene, leg-raised position. "That Goddamned wild bastard, Lobo, has been fucking her, at least once that I know about!"
"I don't care about that – just fuck her like a Goddamn she-dog from behind!" Priscilla hissed, her young brain swimming in denied rage. "Push her cunt up over my face and give it to her! I can watch your big black cock stuffing her full!"
A deep growl of raging anger filled the massive throat of the wild dog watching through the sheet of glass separating him from his golden one. Uneasily, he lowered himself and padded back and forth, then, caught forepaws onto the windowsill once more. His glowing, amber-eyes fixed on the now, uncovered black brute-man that he hated, who was forcing his yellow-haired, unclothed mate back onto the sleeping place where she-of-the-cattle lay back with her white legs raised and open, her moistened, red-framed female split thrust upward, as if waiting!
Vocal sounds, harshly toned, reached Lobo's keen ears and he saw that they came from the bitter-eyed female who lay back prone and waiting, then the brute-man responded, but his golden mate made no sound, nor did she seem to struggle, for her eyes were dimmed and uncertain. Fierce resentment filled his animal body, yet the shelter with its glass barriers shielded them from him! He could do nothing but watch – and wait for the moment of his vengeance!
The sudden arrival of a man in Priscilla Devereaux's bedroom struck DesirЋe as being a strange phenomenon, but in her drugged state it meant little to her. Oddly, her exposed nakedness before him raised no sense of embarrassment or shame; only his big hands suddenly gripping hold of her arms and detaining her from leaving caused a wave of frustration to wash through her sensuously trembling belly. She had to get to her husband, or to Lobo to have a wonderful cock plunging up into the raging and wet, desire-throbbing hole between her legs! Why didn't Priscilla, understand?
"No – no please, I have to leave now! He – he'll be coming to my window soon to make beautiful love to me!" DesirЋe confusedly pleaded as Clete pressed her nakedly stripped body back onto the bed. "Please, don't you see?"
"Sure, bitch, I see, all right!" Anderson rasped gutturally, the feel of her warm, soft flesh to his hands making his throbbing cock jerk excitedly in its naked, poling hardness. Damn, he had waited so long to get to this bitch. "On your hands and knees, baby, that's right, move right up there," he lecherously ordered, kneeing onto the bed behind her and lewdly grabbing onto his long, thick shaft of blood-swollen ebony flesh, unable to take his eyes off the sensuously rounded curves of the youthful nakedness bent helplessly down before him!
"Now, that's better, lover!" Priscilla half-whispered.
"Yes, yessss, but I have to cum! Don't you see, and he'll be looking for me," DesirЋe whimpered, her smoke-blue eyes growing wet with threatening tears.
"She's talking about that fucking wild mutt!" Anderson lewdly enlightened. "Don't you get it? Like I said, she's been screwing that filthy dog! The Goddamn acid is acting like a truth serum on her!"
"Please, please, I have to go now, Priscilla!" DesirЋe insisted.
"He must be looking for me, and I need him so bad tonight!"
"Who'll be looking for you?" the green-eyed, obscenely positioned girl questioned, the full realization of what Anderson had been trying to say registering at last to further spur her burning desire. "Who, baby?"
"M-My darling, Lobo. He can help me because Mark's not here. He'll find me again somehow. He'll come to my window, and I won't be there!" DesirЋe innocently whimpered. "And – and I need him so much tonight!"
"Does he fuck you good? Does he, darling?" Priscilla questioned with a hiss, her overwhelming lust at the exotic, big-breasted, blonde-wife's bestial revelation maddeningly exciting her. "Tell me, does he, DesirЋe, and is his animal-cock big?"
"Oh, oh yes, he fucked me so wonderfully, once a long time ago, and his thing is so long and thick and hard!"
"Jesus Christ!" the police chief vulgarly swore in his own aroused grossness, gaping down at the full resilience of DesirЋe's rounded, white ass-cheeks spread intoxicatingly before him! The thin hairless crevice dividing them was as smooth as creamy velvet, the tight, tiny recessed dimple of her small puckered anus placed delicately to compliment the lower bridge of shimmering, pink flesh gleaming moistly between the soft, hair-fringed lips of her honey-blonde young cunt! The Goddamned mind-bending bitch! To think that that wild dog had fucked and ejaculated up into that delectable young little girlish pussy of hers!
"Turn your head and look behind you, DesirЋe baby!" Priscilla hissed, her voice almost deserting her in her feverish salacity. "Do it! Look at Clete's cock! Is Lobo's bigger? Could his dog-prick bring you any more joy than that? Could it?"
Naked, Priscilla moved off the bed and went to the video camera that she had placed there, making sure that the focus was right and narrowing the view to just certain parts of DesirЋe's body at a time, her face, her tits, her wide-spread crotch.