Today is the foremost tender day in this geezerhood'bound. So the maiden day of this year with a jean shortsighted dame to get the first tan on my legs. Out of tradition the number one time a short wench also means no panties either. This always give me a limited, horny feeling. I decided to do some errands, just to take the air crack men with in my psyche my bare naked pussy. This is such a bout on for me

low gear, let me introduce myself. I am a southern, blond businesswoman with cobalt green eyes. My length is 5 feet 8 with a ravaging cup C and a beautiful round ass. People used to phone me red because of the prefer to red velvet clothing, nowadays I am more of a daisy duke shorts case with tank meridian. And when the summer really starts to fire up up here in the S, I start to inflame up.

I am walking back from the grocery. Just finished buying a few groceries for dinner. I decided to look at a little detour to visit my infant crony. half way, to my surprise, the sidewalk and the street are breeched and they improvised a kind of a wooden trail."Just everlasting ”, I thought,"I have to be careful with my high bounder ”. I step up on this trail and carefully walk on. Just after a few footmark a dog jumped on the lead and starts to walk behind me. It was a mid-seized male gilded retriever, named Hector. His proprietor are a big Joseph Black guy and his three sons, who live a few houses next to me. After a few yards I look back to see if the dog is still following me. He is, slowly and sniffing the air. I become insecure because of the unstable track and because I know the dog smells the bitch in heat I am. For a moment I don't pay attention to the unsound track, bumble and while I try to remain on my feet, the in high spirits bounder of my go out horseshoe gets stuck between two wooden shelf. I fall on one knee, encounter my head on a low outgrowth of a tree and then it happens.

I feel a wet slurp all the way through my prick. The fog in my capitulum caused by the jut slowly subsides. Before I realize what is happening, I feel yet another drive, all the way from my cunt to my ass. I shriek with little terror what makes the dog Hector saltation aside. I try to get my left leg under me, but the heel is still stuck between the shelfs. Hector sniffs me again and retrovert to what seems to him the pure honey. He starts slittering his tongue again around in my kitty-cat and after a few salt lick It starts to arouse me. Unbelievable how deep a heel'tongue go and I moan with pleasure. In my nous I repulse the idea of a dog licking my pussycat, but it feels so skilful ! This is so obscene. But this is so good ! I can palpate an orgasm building up. My brain screams this can't be, my body gives me a very dissimilar signaling. It feels so, so unspoiled.

Hector is unaware of the commingle opinion in Red's head. He keeps thrusting his spit in this bitches'cunt, where the nectar starts flowing. His cock is coming out of the gibe showing the red, cone shape formed tip. At that instant Red orgasms to the max. She moans flash, is trembling frantic and she almost promiscuous consciousness. Then, for a moment, Hector stops beating, and Red can take up a deep breath.

But not for long.

Hector steps up, place his front wooden leg on her backrest and closing in to her. Red bill in disbelieve the dog's cock, searching for his German mark. His precum spreads between her wooden leg, which makes the whole area wet and slippery. Then she feels the tip of Hectors'hammer in her ass."Oh no, not my ass ”, runs through her thinker. Pure natural she moves her ass away with give way to her wet, damp snatch. In one grueling jab Hector pushes his midst, long piece of meat into her. The expectant cock of the dog finds an well-heeled way in because of her preexisting wetness, the hard trouncing of Hector what made her fluids float, and the pre-cum. In one, hard thrust the thick-skulled great dogs'cock slams all the way through the cervix. shaft !

In the distance she hears a boys'unintelligible calling.

Hector starts pounding her with hard, fast and inscrutable thrusting. Red was just recovering of her first orgasm when all this violence of Hectors'pounding growns on her. There is no way of escaping because the heel of her left foot is still unbendable stuck in the wooden lead. Slowly she adepts to the violence and once again the pleasure kicks in. She starts moaning and tries to get in the regular recurrence of Hectors'fast yard of fucking her. Her tits swing back and Forth River with every surd thrust of Hector. Again, the excitement of Red grows more and more, when she feels something unvoiced at the entrance of her pussy. It feels like a big tennis bollock tries to find its way in. Red let a scream out, when the hard ballock is pushed in fiercely. The yard of Hectors'fucking slows down to a complete stop. She now realizes they are stuck together, knotted. The warm sperm of Hector is flowing into her womb which, together with the knot presses against her g maculation, gives her a shoemaker's last orgasm. With a rich sigh she rests her speed soundbox on the wooden ledge, when she hears the calling for Hector is getting to a greater extent and Sir Thomas More nearby. The voice is of the youngest, 18 old age old son of the inglorious neighbor, calling for Hector."Oh no ”, she thinks,"the boy can not find me like this ”. But Hector is still knotted in her, resting on her back. When Hector hears his gens, he makes a turn leaving Red and himself ass on ass. And with her invertebrate foot still stuck, Red has nowhere to go. Then a mighty shadow hath over her.

"Well, well ”, she hears a iniquity brown voice,"so here you are ... Hector. Just fooling around. ”