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He stirred and shivered as her hands dropped the bar of soap and moved up and down the slick fur of
his quivering underbelly.
"We will suck and fuck this afternoon, my darling beast," she whispered. "You will soon put your craving
cock in Klinda's big hole."
The big beast shuddered again and the growl in his throat became continuous.
Her hands moved faster now along his belly, her fingertips exciting his animal flesh until she slipped her
fingers between his hind legs and gripped the sheath that held his cock.
Gently, slowly the big woman began to knead and caress the animal prick. Soon his growling became a
whimper as his meat began to harden and slip forward from its furry container.
"There it is," she cooed, "I can see your beautiful prick getting hard and long and ready for Klinda's
pussy ... smell my pussy, Drago. It, too, is ready for your cock to fuck it."
One of the woman's hands remained on the sheath while the other closed deftly around the swollen pink
length of the dog's cock. Back and forth she went, working the beast into a total state of excitation.
Drago seemed to slap his cock into her hand as his hindquarters started backward and forward in quick,
jerking motions-the motions of sex.
Klinda could now look beneath his belly and see the full length of his pink animal cock surging straight
out from his sheath.
Her hand was flying back and forth on his meat now. The dog was whimpering and suddenly reared
back as if to get away from the teasing fingers that wouldn't bring him to total relief.
She gripped harder and spoke softly to calm him. But again he tried to pull away, this time harder,
rearing off the floor with his forelegs.
"Ahhhhh, my darling beast," she cried, "then you are ready ... you are ready to fuck."
In a single, quick movement, she managed to slither her naked body beneath the dog. She held his
haunches with her hands and spread her thighs wide. Then she swung her soapy cunt up toward the
bobbing, dripping head of his lunging prick.
"Fuck me, Drago ... fuck me, my darling beast!" she cried, and locked her legs at the ankles firmly
around the dog's back.
Deftly she wiggled until she found the searing head of his animal prick with her moist, warm vulva. Her
cunt lips twitched as she ground them against his insistent cockmeat.
"I want you, Drago," she moaned, hunching upward with her big buttocks. "I want you to fuck me ...
keep prodding, my beast-lover ... you'll find it."
The dog was whining with frustration now as he pumped his hindquarters trying to find the center of that
musky odor that had risen from between her thighs to inflame his brain through his quivering nostrils.
At last, with one mighty lunge upward, Klinda managed to ram the head of his cock between her puffy
lower lips.
"Oh ... oh, good dog, good dog," she cried. "Fuck me now ... slide it on into my pussy!"
She squeezed her thighs over his sides and pulled the animal into her with locked ankles. Inch by inch his
raging cock slid into her gaping cuntal cavity. He hunched harder and harder until his hindquarters
became merely a blur. It was all she could do to keep her ass off the floor and her ankles locked around
his back so that his cock wouldn't slip out of her big crack.
But this wasn't the first time Klinda had fucked the animal, and she knew just how to keep him on the
very edge of coming until she, herself, was ready to bring him forth.
She wanted to toy a little with him, play, but there was no stopping the inflamed animal once he had felt
the tip of his meat slide into the warmth of her channel. With a howl of lust from his throat he smashed
the full length of his shaft into her belly. He thrust his hindquarters forward and his long, pink cock surged
mercilessly up into the nest of sex that writhed beneath him.
The whole of his meat disappeared up into her soaking hole with a loud, slurping sound. There was no
stopping or steadying him now. With another loud howl his balls smacked loudly against the upturned
cheeks of her fleshy ass.
"Oh my lover," she cried, "come in me ... pour your beast spunk into my cunt!"
She found his balls with her fingers. They were hairy and small compared to a man's. But she loved
them, they turned her on with a certain perverseness that no human balls could. They felt as though they
were on fire where they rested in her kneading fingers. She tugged on them, pressing them also into her
cunt to join his cock.
Klinda then lost herself to the bestial fucking. Her head rolled from side to side as she rammed back
harder and harder against the dog's pistoning prick. She could feel his cum-bloated balls hot and
steaming now as she shoved them into her cunthole.
His forepaws lifted from the ground and came down, with his full weight, on her chest. The sound of his
growls echoed hollowly throughout the room as his claws started ripping at her mammoth tits. The feel
of his tearing claws on her breasts was almost unbearable, not in its pain, but in its pure lust. Her
asscheeks were a blur of motion as she twisted and slammed them upward to fill her cunt with his cock
and balls. Blood was running down across the thick globes of her breast. She paid no attention as she
continued to fuck the beast all the faster and harder.
"Fuck me ... fuck me," she cried, as she felt the unmistakable quivering of his balls in her cunt hole. She
knew he was about to come. She pulled harder on his back, bringing him very, very close to her.
Then she felt his surge. Klinda began a series of low, throaty screams as she felt her climax closer and
closer along with his.
Then she felt his long, hard cock begin to jerk in convulsions. Before she knew it, he started exploding
like a warm bomb far up inside the steaming depths of her pussy.
A hot, violent tremor of pleasure seared her body as she felt his cum shoot inside her and, in turn, set off
her own climax.
As the dog pulled his deflated cock from her cunt and slithered to the side of her body, Klinda was [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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