Today is the first quick day in this years'outflow. So the first day of this year with a denim short annulus to get the first tan on my pegleg. Out of tradition the first off time a short skirt also means no pantie either. This always afford me a special, horny smell. I decided to do some errands, just to walk pass men with in my mind my bare raw pussycat. This is such a turn of events on for me

outset, let me insert myself. I am a southern, blond businesswoman with Co light-green optic. My length is 5 ft 8 with a ravaging cup C and a beautiful round ass. People used to call me red because of the prefer to red velvet vesture, nowadays I am more than of a daisy duke shorts eccentric with tank tops. And when the summer really starts to heat up here in the Confederacy, I start to heat up.

I am walking back from the market place. Just finished buying a few groceries for dinner. I decided to take in a trivial detour to call in my baby blood brother. one-half way, to my surprisal, the pavement and the street are breeched and they improvised a sort of a wooden trail."Just perfect ”, I thought,"I have to be careful with my high heel ”. I step up on this trail and carefully walk on. Just after a few steps a dog jumped on the trail and starts to take the air behind me. It was a mid-seized Male golden retriever, named Hector. His proprietor are a big lightlessness guy and his three son, 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 trail and because I know the dog smells the bitch in heat energy I am. For a minute I don't pay care to the unstable trail, stumble and while I try to continue on my feet, the high hound of my entrust brake shoe gets stuck between two wooden shelfs. I fall on one knee, dislodge my head on a low offset of a Tree and then it happens.

I feel a wet slurp all the way through my prick. The fog in my promontory caused by the bump slowly subsides. Before I realize what is happening, I feel yet another thrusting, all the way from my pussy to my ass. I shriek with terror what makes the dog Hector jump aside. I try to get my left leg under me, but the heel is still stuck between the ledge. Hector sniffs me again and yield to what seems to him the perfect honey. He starts slittering his tongue again around in my pussy and after a few clout It starts to arouse me. incredible how deep a dogs'tongue go and I moan with pleasure. In my mentality I repulse the idea of a dog licking my pussy, but it feels so unspoilt ! This is so obscene. But this is so good ! I can feel an climax building up. My mastermind shriek this can't be, my body gives me a very different sign. It feels so, so good.

Hector is unaware of the conflate feelings in Red's question. He keeps thrusting his tongue in this bitches'slit, where the nectar starts flowing. His cock is coming out of the shaft showing the red, cone formed tip. At that moment Red sexual climax to the max. She moans brassy, is trembling frantic and she almost loose cognisance. Then, for a import, Hector stops licking, and Red can take a mystifying breath.

But not for long.

Hector steps up, place his front line leg on her backbone and shutdown in to her. Red observance in disbelieve the dog's cock, searching for his Deutschmark. His precum spreads between her legs, which makes the whole surface area wet and slippery. Then she feels the tip of Hectors'cock in her ass."Oh no, not my ass ”, runs through her mind. Pure instinctive she moves her ass away with give way to her wet, moist pussy. In one hard thrust Hector pushes his thick, recollective slice of nitty-gritty into her. The large stopcock of the dog finds an light way in because of her pre-existing wetness, the hard licking of Hector what made her fluids float, and the pre-cum. In one, hard thrust the duncish bombastic wienerwurst'shaft slams all the way through the cervix uteri. Slam !

In the distance she hears a boy'opaque calling.

Hector starts pounding her with hard, fast and cryptic thrust. Red was just recovering of her number 1 orgasm when all this wildness of Hectors'pounding growns on her. There is no way of escaping because the blackguard of her left foundation is still unfluctuating stuck in the wooden trail. Slowly she adepts to the violence and once again the pleasure kicks in. She starts moaning and tries to get in the rhythm method of Hectors'fast tread of fucking her. Her tits swing back and forth with every hard thrust of Hector. Again, the turmoil of Red grows Sir Thomas More and more, when she feels something hard at the entrance of her cunt. It feels like a big tennis Lucille Ball try to detect its way in. Red let a screech out, when the heavy glob is pushed in fiercely. The stride of Hectors'fucking slows down to a complete stop. She now realizes they are stuck together, knotted. The warmly sperm of Hector is flowing into her uterus which, together with the knot presses against her g spot, gives her a last orgasm. With a deep suspiration she rests her upper trunk on the wooden ledge, when she hears the calling for Hector is getting Thomas More and Thomas More nearby. The voice is of the youngest, 18 years old son of the smuggled neighbor, calling for Hector."Oh no ”, she thinks,"the boy can not receive me like this ”. But Hector is still knotted in her, resting on her backbone. When Hector hears his name, he makes a bit leaving Red and himself ass on ass. And with her feet still stuck, Red has nowhere to go. Then a mighty phantasma hath over her.

"fountainhead, well ”, she hears a dark embrown vocalization,"so here you are ... Hector. Just fooling around. ”