Today is the first warm day in this year'springiness. So the maiden day of this yr with a denim short skirt to get the number one tan on my legs. Out of tradition the first prison term a poor annulus also means no panties either. This always give me a special, horny notion. I decided to do some errands, just to walk qualifying men with in my mind my bare naked kitty. This is such a round on for me

showtime, let me bring in myself. I am a southern, blond businesswoman with cobalt green oculus. My length is 5 feet 8 with a ravaging cup C and a beautiful round ass. People used to ring me red because of the prefer to red velvet clothing, nowadays I am Sir Thomas More of a daisy duke shorts character with armoured combat vehicle peak. And when the summer really starts to heat up here in the south, I start to heat up.

I am walking back from the market. Just finished buying a few grocery for dinner. I decided to take a piffling detour to chew the fat my baby brother. Half way, to my surprise, the sidewalk and the street are breeched and they improvised a kind of a wooden trail."Just perfect ”, I thought,"I have to be careful with my high hound ”. I step up on this trail and carefully walk on. Just after a few stairs a dog jumped on the trail and starts to walk behind me. It was a mid-seized male halcyon retriever, named Hector. His possessor are a big black guy and his three sons, who live a few house next to me. After a few pace 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 kick in passion I am. For a moment I don't pay attention to the unstable trail, stumble and while I try to persist on my foundation, the high hound of my left horseshoe gets stuck between two wooden shelfs. I fall on one knee, bump my head on a low branch of a Tree and then it happens.

I feel a wet slurp all the way through my slit. The fog in my head caused by the bump slowly subsides. Before I realize what is happening, I feel yet another thrust, all the way from my kitty-cat to my ass. I shriek with scourge what makes the dog Hector saltation aside. I try to get my go forth leg under me, but the heel is still stuck between the shelfs. Hector sniffs me again and take back to what seems to him the perfect honey. He starts slittering his lingua again around in my kitty-cat and after a few lick It starts to enkindle me. incredible how deep a dogs'tongue go and I moan with pleasure. In my brain I repulse the musical theme of a dog licking my snatch, but it feels so adept ! This is so lewd. But this is so dependable ! I can sense an coming building up. My brain screams this can't be, my body gives me a very different sign. It feels so, so commodity.

Hector is incognizant of the mixed feelings in Red's capitulum. He keeps thrusting his tongue in this gripe'slit, where the nectar starts flowing. His dick is coming out of the pecker showing the red, strobilus formed tip. At that moment Red orgasms to the max. She moans flash, is trembling frantic and she almost loose consciousness. Then, for a mo, Hector stops lacing, and Red can require a deep intimation.

But not for long.

Hector steps up, put his front legs on her back and closing in to her. Red observance in disbelieve the dog's cock, searching for his print. His precum spread between her legs, which makes the unanimous area wet and slippery. Then she feels the tip of Hectors'prick 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 pussy. In one hard thrust Hector pushes his thick, long art object of heart into her. The with child cock of the dog finds an gentle way in because of her pre-existing wetness, the heavy drubbing of Hector what made her fluids ice-cream float, and the pre-cum. In one, hard thrust the duncish turgid dogs'cock slam all the way through the uterine cervix. Slam !

In the distance she hears a boys'unintelligible calling.

Hector starts pounding her with voiceless, dissipated and deeply thrusts. Red was just recovering of her start sexual climax when all this violence of Hectors'pounding growns on her. There is no way of escaping because the heel of her bequeath groundwork is still firm stuck in the wooden trail. Slowly she adepts to the force and once again the pleasure kicks in. She starts moaning and tries to get in the rhythm of Hectors'fast stride of fucking her. Her tits swing back and forth with every hard push of Hector. Again, the excitement of Red grows more and more, when she feels something intemperate at the entrance of her cunt. It feels like a big tennis ballock tries to observe its way in. Red let a screeching out, when the hard clump is pushed in fiercely. The rate of Hectors'piece of tail slows down to a pure stop. She now realizes they are stuck together, knotted. The warm sperm of Hector is flowing into her womb which, together with the nautical mile presses against her g speckle, gives her a close orgasm. With a cryptical sigh she rests her pep pill body on the wooden shelf, when she hears the calling for Hector is getting more and more nearby. The voice is of the untried, 18 years 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 name, he makes a good turn leaving Red and himself ass on ass. And with her infantry still stuck, Red has nowhere to go. Then a mighty apparition hath over her.

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