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last drops of Helen's aromatic pussy juices.
At first he hadn't paid much attention to the two women. But when he heard his mistress making loud noises, and breathing like a broken steam engine, he raised his head and looked. What he saw made his ears perk up. There, just two yards away, a human female ass was sticking invitingly in the air. Sally's ass, jutting higher than any other part of her body as she crouched, with head buried between Helen's legs. In every case, when Duke had been called on to fuck a woman, he'd mounted the woman from behind. A high-thrust ass was a beacon of pleasure for him. It was a little confusing that this ass didn't belong to his beloved mistress, but it certainly was a functional enough ass for fucking. Sally's tight little snatch stared back at Duke from between her well-rounded thighs. Duke got quickly to his feet and walked over behind Sally. He cocked his head on one side, staring at her cunt. The blonde hair fringing its plumpness, so different than Helen's dark brown muff, was indeed a disconcerting factor. But it certainly smelled like cunt. And the way Sally was writhing excitedly as she lapped Helen's cunt reminded the big animal of the way Helen writhed each time he fucked her. The dog remembered how Helen had reassured him when Sally had earlier put her unfamiliar hand on his sensitive cock. Maybe it was all right. It certainly was worth investigating. The first notice Sally had of the dog's presence was when she felt something cold and wet press against her superheated pussy lips from behind "Yowww!" she yelped, tearing her head away from Helen's cunt. "What was that?" Helen could see Duke standing behind the blonde's ass. "It's just my dog," she said. |
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animalsex, beastiality, bestiality, dog sex, zoophilia |
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