“Have a good
life, baby, a good long horny life.” And with that he had let himself
out, slamming the door behind him. XXX The dog was shoving his face down against Justin’s backside while
Whitlock kept jerking himself off. The hairless rosy aperture began to clench and unclench like a toothless
mouth as she worked her sphincter muscles as if to egg the dog on to
greater and greater feats of oral–and now, analingual–excess. Hot curds of sap streamed down her
feverish cunt walls, dripping down along the insides of her shuddering
thighs. She could feel her sexual appetites flaring up and she wanted to jump up
on him, wrap her legs around his waist and ass and let him slam his
pecker right into her pussy, impaling her on his sword-like cock. He knew then what he wanted to do to her, having consciously avoided
attempting it since they had been together.
