It was too soon Friday evening when Brendan got a knock on his door. He quickly put on some pants. There was another belt as he shuffled to the room access. He looked through the peephole and was surprised to see his neighbor from across the hall. He fumbled with the door but got it open. He immediately regretted not actually getting dressed that morning time. His fuzz was disheveled and his shirt could use a wash. Brendan knew he cleaned up well but he wasn't cleaned up.

Brendan kinda just stared at the athletic blonde standing in nominal head of him, until she finally piped up,"Hey, it's Brendan right wing ? I hate to visit but are you in town this weekend ?"Brendan tried as hard as he could not to gaze at her fit body and pocket-sized perky tit,"Yeah, yeah, what's up ?"

Lauren gave him a smile she used anytime she wanted a favour from a guy,"fountainhead I'm going to be gone this weekend and my roommate Betty normally watches my dog but she's headed home for a couple of daylight. Could you do me a huge party favor and provender and walking George ? It'd just be once in the break of day and once in the evening."

Brendan wasn't much of an animal guy but he could say no to this girl,"Yeah, of course. Anything I should know about George ?"Lauren started to get hold of into her purse and stopped to think,"Not really, just watch out when you walk him cause he can be a little too friendly with some people and dogs."She handed Brendan a key and thanked him again. Just like that Lauren had turned to go forth and Brendan closed his door. It wasn't long before Brendan heard a bit of commotion in the hall as Lauren left and headed out. A couplet hours later Brendan decides he should feed and take the air the dog. Brendan had seen Lauren walking George III before, and he was always a footling surprised that the pixilated blonde had such an aggressive looking pooch. He didn't observation till he was putting the trey on George that he was still integral. No curiosity Lauren had warned about his aggression. Brendan had an tardily time walking George II though. After a warm twosome of times around the block Brendan headed back. He fed the High German Sam Shepard and then took a hazard to look around the apartment.

Brendan had never been here before and was surprised at how moth-eaten it actually looked. He poked his oral sex in the chamber and quickly identified Lauren's versus Betty's. Betty had an okay face but her body was attractive in a thick sort of way. However, with accession to Lauren's way, Brendan didn't think twice about where he wanted to originate exploring.

Lauren seemed to have her squat a little more together than Betty, although Brendan figured that Lauren also had more visitors to her room. He checked her washing basket hoping to find step-in or something, but was disappointed by the evacuate bin. A straightaway search of her dresser and bedside tables also didn't produce anything interesting, only condoms and lubricator. Brendan sat on her bed and faced her dresser. He was pretty confident a girl like this had to have some offbeat side, but how would he find it. While looking at the stuff she had on top of her chest of drawers he noticed a teddy bear with an especially broody eye. Brendan got up and grabbed the bear. surely enough it had a zipper in the book binding. Upon opening the toy, he saw that there was a cover version for some stamp battery and a SD menu slot. The indicator Light near the battery was out but Brendan grabbed the SD.

He put the bear back and headed to his place. He plugged the SD card into his computer and looked at the initiative file. It was an o.k. angle of Lauren's room and the shot was filled with Lauren's pretty expression as she adjusted the bear's position. When she was fill she stepped back and winked at the camera. She was wearing matching bandeau and panties and looked incredibly attractive. Brendan started to stroke his hardening dick. He watched Lauren walk out of the frame and then return a min later leading a guy along. Brendan starts really jerking off as he watches Lauren make a very show for the photographic camera. Brendan can't believe how prosperous that guy must be. Lauren bounced on his pecker, with her perky little nipple bouncing around until the guy said something. Lauren popped off him and slid down the bed. She immediately began sucking him off, Brendan came as he watched Lauren contain a loading and unsay it down. The telecasting continued but Brendan stopped watching. He cleaned himself off and exited the video recording. He copied the respite of the SD to his computer, and set it by the door, he'd return it tomorrow daybreak. It was getting late so Brendan decided to go to bed, he'd have a lot of footage to go through tomorrow. He can't fall asleep though. He decides that he should bind off on watching any more television till tomorrow but wants to need another look at Lauren's apartment.

He quickly dressed and grabbed the SD calling card. He placed it in the dead teddy cam and reset the positioning so it was as close as he could remember. He looked over the way again and found nothing. A fiddling kill and losing his eagerness Brendan walked into the life room. Before he left he figured he'd moderate out Betty's room. It was amazing how much clothing was on the floor and bed, Brendan figured her chest of drawers must be vacuous. He walked to her bedside table and out in the open was a little bullet vibrator. Brendan chuckled to himself, admiring how niggling Betty cared. He didn't have a desire to whiff her scanty or anything and turned to will, when he saw a familiar bear on Betty's dresser. Betty had a bunch of engorge animals on display and Brendan had to be deliberate to extract the bear without causing too noticeable of an impact. He was quick to retrieve the SD card and head out the door.

backrest at his computer he eagerly opened the first-class honours degree video. He was curious what kind of kinky show Betty would put on. Brendan was surprised when the video started with a wickedness frame. He realized that the bear was being carried in somebody's arms and soon he got a shot of the apartment. Betty was on the lounge and lit up as the bear was handed to her. There wasn't any sound recording but it was clear that Lauren had given Betty the bear as a gift and probably intended to get some footage of her. Betty put the bear in her way, roughly where he found it. She walked out of the form and a minute later the video ended. That was disappointing. He figured he'd go through the footage tomorrow and maybe see Betty masturbating. This time when he went to bed he fell asleep pretty quickly.

The next morning he woke up and immediately went over and took George for a walk. The walk was a little tougher as George IV tried to fuck a couple dogs. Brendan knew the look and was excited to get back and reexamine Sir Thomas More of those picture. Once St. George was fed, Brendan was back at his desk. He settled in and started the next video of Lauren. Brendan guessed it picked up the side by side morning as Lauren was getting fucked again by the Sami guy. He pounded away into her but as soon as it looked like he climaxed he got up and started getting dressed. Lauren stayed in bed and let him will. A minute later she got up and opened the door, letting George IV in. Brendan started to get really hard. Lauren laid on the edge of the bed with her pussy facing the tv camera and began rubbing her clit. St. George quickly moved in between her peg and began licking her. Lauren maintained eye contact with the slip cam, squeezing her little titty with her free paw as she began to orgasm. It wasn't long until she was done, and was motioning George II to get on the bed. Branden watched in amazement as Lauren got on all fours and George began thrusting at her gob. He watches as the piffling blond reaches down and helps the bow-wow dick into her snatch. As soon as George made contact his thrust changed to much more purposeful and deep. Brendan was at his boundary when George finally sunk his prick in and held it there. He stopped humping and a couple minutes later dismounted. Lauren took this opportunity to collect some of the cum from her cunt and slurp it down. Branden couldn't take it any more and came. He watched in a haze as Lauren got up and headed to her bathroom.

The rest of the day was a bit of a blur for Brendan. He worked through Lauren's footage but it took him most of the day. He had no idea how many times he'd jerked off but he had noticed Lauren had a pretty great procedure down. Brendan was a little bummed because there only seemed to be a little over two workweek of footage before the shelling on the cam had died. Still, most weeknights she'd fuck the dog and then she'd fucking guys on the weekends. One dark she'd even let George II do it her and then had a guy over and had him go down on her. Brendan felt a little cat to the stomach watching but the way Lauren looked at the television camera while it happened was breathtaking. Soon he had the footage sorted, between Lauren fucking, dressing or undressing, and just her moving through the space. Brendan realized with a start that he should walk and eat George again. While in the apartment Brendan recalled seeing Lauren crouch down behind her bed a twosome of times before masturbating. Brendan went to her way to poke around again. sure enough enough on the English of the bed he couldn't see from the teddy cam, there was an AC grille with a twist lock. Brendan had the same style radiator grille in his apartment but never really thought about it. He opened it up to find a shoebox. It was great than he expected but he was pleased to retrieve a declamatory dog dick shaped dildo in it as well as a trice drive. He pocketed the split second drive and left the shoebox out.

cover in his way he opened the flashdrive to find oneself that Lauren had been keeping seemingly every bare selfie she'd ever taken, as well as many pictures of her getting fucked by guys and pawl, not all of them George. Brendan downloaded everything to his computer and went back to Lauren's apartment. He took his sentence making sure everything looked exactly how it had the previous day. The only modification he made was replacing the batteries in both the teddy Cam. He would take to rule a way to retrieve them down the road but he was sure he could. He decided he would fix a transcript of their key and just wait for the correctly opportunity.

Brendan was rock punishing when he left the female child'apartment. He knew he'd be back there tomorrow to walk the pawl, but he'd need to keep in line himself and not do anything more than. Settling back at his desk he was torn between reviewing Lauren's pictorial matter or Betty's video. He decided that he should protrude working through Betty's shit since it would be squeamish to see some rattling tit for a alteration. He'd already seen the initiatory television, so he moved right onto the next one. It looked to be later that same day, Betty was wearing the Lapp sweatpants and ratty t-shirt. Brendan was surprised to see her strip naked revealing her thick ass to the tv camera. He watched as she crawled onto her bed and rolled over so she was facing up. Unceremoniously, she began using her vibrator, working herself up towards an orgasm. She kept looking at the threshold, eventually putting down the vibrator and getting up.

Brendan watched as Betty let George into the room. She led him up onto her bed. George I looked excited as Betty crawled onto the bed after him. She positioned herself on her back, facing George III 's growing member, and began licking his cock. Brendan saw her grab her vibrator again and begin working herself while she sucked on the bow-wow dick. Brendan was rock hard. Betty was clearly starting to orgasm, but she kept sucking on St. George. When she finally came she just dropped the vibrator and focused more on the shaft in her rima oris. In another minute George came, dumping his load over her human face and tits. Betty sat up, unknowingly facing the camera. She grabbed one of her fat tits and licked the cum off. Brendan started to cum as she finished cleaning herself off and swallowed everything. When she was done she let George out and headed to her bathroom.

Brendan spent the adjacent couple of hour sorting through Betty's videos. There weren't nearly as many good I as Lauren had, but it was still fun seeing that stocky brunette go to town on a dog. He was surprised though that Betty never had George fuck her, she only ever sucked his dick. Brendan laughed himself to sleep that nighttime as he thought about how to leverage this against the two girls.

The following dawn he got up too soon and took George IV out. The dog was especially belligerent and appeared to have some pent up energy. Brendan could only seize that this was a solvent of him not getting to fuck in a duet days. When the walk was over Brendan returned to his apartment and continued reviewing the footage. In the early afternoon he heard somebody in the hallway. He got up and peered through the spyhole. Betty was there with a span dish trying to open the threshold. Brendan seized this chance. He opened the doorway and stepped out,"Oh hey Betty, here let me give you a hand."He came over and used the key Lauren had given him to open the door. Betty seemed a little mix up but thanked him and walked into her flat. Brendan got a right looking at her. She was wearing a waist high skirt and a at large top that was low enough to usher some cleavage. Overall it was a dandy outfit for hiding her flaws and highlighting her assets. Branden cleared his throat,"I was going to take George out for another walking. Lauren said just twice a day was enough but he's been so on edge since you two left."

George had come over and was trying to nussle his honker between Betty's thighs. Betty tried to express joy this off,"Haha, I don't know. He's never normally this aggressive."She tried to shrug it off and was hoping Brendan would leave so she could embark on sucking off her furry Quaker. Brendan didn't budge,"Yeah, it's kinda Weird. If I didn't know any better I'd think one of you girlfriend were fucking him."He laughed at his own statement.

Betty turned white as a weather sheet. Brendan knew she wasn't fucking the dog but it was close enough to the Deutschmark to get her uncomfortable. Betty stuttered,"You should go out you fucking freak."

Brendan knew he was riding a hunky-dory telephone line, he needed to get it clean he knew but he couldn't reveal that he had video recording. Brendan looked Betty in the eyes,"What ? Do you not fuck him ? Do you only suck him off ?"Betty started to shake, more in fear than rage. She stuttered something but neither of them knew what she was trying to say. She looked down at her human foot. Brendan knew it was fourth dimension to go in for the kill. He took a humble step forward,"Honestly that'd be pretty hot. A cute little thing like you sucking off Saint George. I'm getting hard just thinking about it."He took another measure towards Betty and she looked up. Brendan was surprised when she sudden ; y reached for his cock. She didn't know what she was doing as she started to babble out again,"You are hard you freak, you really want to see me shoot a load from this good boy ?"George's tail was wagging like weirdo. Betty turned and started walking to her room. George and Brendan followed.

Brendan was amazed that he could be hard at this point. He could n't remember any other weekend he'd jerked off so lots but seeing this chubby fuck pig lead him and the dog into her room was enough to get him going. When they were all in the room, Brendan closed the threshold and walked over to the dresser making sure he wouldn't auction block the camera, but also trying to make sure the appearance would be facing the bear. Betty sat in forepart of him on the bed,"do you need to give me a hand ?"She asked him while giving him some doe optic. He shuffled forward and helped her take her top off, and then reached around to untie her bra. Her fat tits were wonderful in somebody, he couldn't avail but fall in the milky white mounds a firmly squeeze. He even bent down and gave each mammilla a little sucking. She rubbed his cock through his blue jean as he enjoyed her tits. George V started to nuzzel Betty again so Brendan backed off and let Betty endure. She turned to confront George V, and Brendan took the opportunity to initiate taking off her skirt. Brendan watched as the girl began working the dog's cock with her script. He slipped Betty's panties to the primer coat and gave her a hard slap on her fat ass. She yelped but kept going.

Betty pushed George IV a bit so he was farther up on the bed. This gave her room to get under him face up. Brendan marveled as she began licking the red prick. Her tits flopped a bit as she moved and she was holding her legs open, somewhat expectantly. Brendan took the suggestion and began undressing. Before diving in he reached across the bed and grabbed Betty's bullet. He took his cock and ran it up and down Betty's fat scratch. Between his precum and her excitement he knew he could fuck her. He waited till she began sucking on the swollen head of George's turncock before he started entering her. Brendan realized it'd been a patch since he'd fucked. For how big Betty was, she had to have had the tightest pussy Brendan had ever felt. He was relieved that he'd cum a few meter this weekend because if he hadn't he wouldn't have been capable to death it the chubby, velvety, frailty that was Betty's pussy. He sunk his cock all the way into her and held it there as he got her vibrator on and ready. He applied the vibrator to her clitoris and began fucking her, enjoying the show.

Betty hadn't been with a guy in ages and this all was a bit very much for her. As Brendan began applying the vibrator to her clit she knew she was going to cum any instant. She squeezed hard with her cunt and abs, trying to grip his pecker as in effect she could as it pumped into her quick hole. She'd been thinking about sucking off George and swallowing his fat load all the way home. She even fingered herself a lilliputian on the cab ride to her apartment to the thought of it. Now she was getting spit roasted in a way with a hot stopcock in her sassing and kitty-cat. She felt her cunt start to spasm a little as Brendan kept hammering away. The fire hot warmth of the dog's cock in her mouth filled her with ungodly desire. George IV seemed to be enjoying himself and Betty knew he'd accept another duet hour before his pent up loading would release. She thought of this guy watching her sup the huge quantity of hot cum that was headed her way and she just lost it, crying out through a rima oris full-of-the-moon of dog cock. Brendan felt her pussy snatch even harder and he took the cue and removed the vibrator and just continued to fuck this dirty slut.

He was building up to his unspoilt climax of the weekend but he wanted to hold it as long as he could. He saw George's revealing farseeing jab, meaning he had started to cum. Brendan watched as Betty tried to take back it all, but as George moved away some escaped her mouth and dribbled onto her tits. Betty immediately began licking her tits off and Brendan knew what he needed to do. In one movement he pulled out of Betty's snatch, got on the bed and pumped his cock into her mouthpiece a few metre before he too came in the slut. Betty relished how unlike his stream was to George II. Honestly she was hoping for to a greater extent but it was hard to compare to what the dog had been building up for the lastly couple twenty-four hour period. Betty was feeling trade good and went on to lick Brendan's hammer clean. As she searched herself for any lost dribbles Brendan dismounted.

They both laid there panting for a moment when George began scratching at the door. Neither of them said anything as they got dressed and walked out into the living elbow room. Brendan turned to Betty,"Here's my act. Let me know if you ever want to hang out. This was a lot of fun. I'd be down to just fuck you too. Your eubstance is amazing."He didn't mean her consistency, but just her snatch. She still beamed at the compliment and nodded her head word and said that she might take him up on that. Brendan left and returned to his apartment.

The week passed by and Brendan had gone through all the footage and had edited it and labeled it to the intimately of his ability. He wasn't sure to what end he was working but he enjoyed spending metre watching these silent daughter. When Friday rolled around he nervously waited by his sound. He hadn't heard anything from Betty and was hoping she hadn't had 2d thinking. He had dinner and was about to find out some TV when he heard move in the hall. He watched through the spyhole as Lauren left with one of her girlfriends dressed for a club. Almost immediately Brendan's telephone buzzed. It was Betty telling him to issue forth over and bring something to toast. Brendan was set in a minute and was soon knocking on her door. Betty answered the door in just a t-shirt. Brendan had brought a distich of beers and they sat on the couch and tope them. He'd been hoping to get down to line but Betty seemed to desire to get to know him a footling world-class. Normally he'd induce waited for a lull in the conversation and gone in for a kiss, but knowing how often she and her face and chest were covered in dog cum made him waffle. She was cunning though and eventually he realized that there was probably no other way to get back into her tight pussy.

Betty put down her deglutition and turned back to Brendan just to birth him mesh sass with her and start french kissing her. She didn't mind it. She was care that he wouldn't be into it, especially since she was sure he knew she'd sucked George off today. As Brendan's tongue wrestled with hers the thought of lingering dog cum in her oral cavity got her juice flowing. She'd heard of bozo eating dog cum out of a woman's pussy and now it made pure sense to her. She was sure-footed Brendan wouldn't fall for that but someday she would get a guy to do that to her. Brendan's custody traveled up her loose shirt and gripped one of her nipple. She enjoyed how hard he was squeezing them, felicitous that they were getting some attention. She was always too shy to state guy cable to be rough with her, but Brendan already knew just how dirty she could be, so there was nothing to hide,"hug them harder, make, make them hurt."Betty could hardly believe what she was saying but he obliged and squeezed even harder, shifting his clench he pinched her minuscule pap and pulled. If Betty had been wearing panties they'd have been soaked.

Betty got up and led Brendan back to her elbow room. She was going to let him do whatever he wanted. No dog this clip, she was confident Brendan would be enough for her. In s Betty was naked and Brendan followed her track. It was pretty measure sex but Brendan still couldn't believe how pie-eyed Betty's snatch was. If only she was prettier he might actually try to make a go of things with this young lady. Her puss worked it's magic and drained his prick. Betty used her bridge player to transfer his cum to her mouth relishing the salty gustatory modality of their sex. Brendan knew it was early on but didn't want to kiss her after seeing that little appearance and decided to promptly go to sleep. Betty took the hint and soon they were both out.

Brendan awoke to the audio of the door slamming shut. Betty didn't hustle but he got up to see what was going on. Lauren was back and after opening the door a little, Brendan could see she was with a guy. They went back to Lauren's room. Brendan left the doorway and used the bathroom. He was surprised that just a couple minutes later the guy was saying what a great night he had but that he needed to depart. Brendan waited by the door and watched as Lauren, still buck raw walked to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of wine-colored. She downed it and poured another. George was patiently at her hip this all metre. Lauren turned to her faithful associate, she scratched behind his ear,"who wants to eat some slit's cum out of mommy ? Does this Good Boy ? Does he ?"She laughed to herself and walk to the lounge and sat on the edge. Brendan took his speech sound out not wanting to miss a beat.

George followed Lauren to the couch and was now sloppily lapping at her used twat. Lauren loved the feeling of the large-minded knife encapsulating the sluttish sassing on her small pussy. She had yet to meet a guy who would drub her from her asshole to her clit with this a lot dedication. In a hushed moan Lauren starts elating,"Who's a good boy ! Who's a estimable boy !"Brendan is rock hard again. Betty was dandy and all but this flyspeck blonde writhing under the tongue of her dog was a website to see. Her pitch changed,"You are ! You are ! You are !"Brendan saw her bend forward and pull her kitty-cat back from George. She went in and gave him some sloppy kiss to the mouth.

Brendan was too punishing and couldn't contain his lust any more. He krept out of the room, and cleared his pharynx. He still had the phone out but had his relinquish hand to his sassing. Lauren stared at him in utter daze. She couldn't move, her mind was moving too fast. Brendan walked over to her,"I have a video of what you just did. You're going to let me do it you and then I'm going to watch as your dog screw you, and then I'm going to forget. Ok ?"

Lauren saw the out and agreed. She'd never have fucked him normally, but letting him toss his shaft in her was aught compared to what a video recording like that could do. She didn't move as Brendan spread her legs back apart and sank his stopcock into her sloppy kettle of fish. He couldn't believe he was fucking Lauren. She was the beautiful girl who lived across the manor hall and here he was balls deep in her. A few thrust in though he was losing his satisfaction. After pounding Betty's pussy this kidnapping felt like he was throwing a hotdog down a hallway. He pulled out,"hoot, you have such a used up puss. No wonder guys don't marijuana cigarette around. You need to learn to use your other holes."With that he lowered his tool and pushed it against her mother fucker. Lauren resisted a little, but with all the fluids from the Nox it was easy enough for him to move into her. She winced as she felt the cock binge into her a bit, but she had to take on, that at to the lowest degree she was feeling this, unlike the previous two peter she'd had in her snatch that night.

Brendan couldn't hold up against the fact that he was now pounding Lauren's ass and soon he was releasing into her. He collapsed to the side."Ok, now go and be George's obedient piffling bitch."Lauren laughed in her head. She was going to do this tonight anyways, she wasn't thrilled that she had an audience but her blood was still rushing from getting caught. She got on all four in front of Brendan. Brendan cleared his throat,"Suck my dick while you get fucked or I get to tape this too, your choice."Lauren turned and gave his soft cock a salt lick. It didn't taste like shit so it was upright enough for her. St. George was already getting in location and soon Brendan knew Lauren was getting fucked even though he couldn't quite see it.

Lauren tried to center on the swelling mile in her pussy and not the slowly hardening tool in her mouth. Compared to the two average prick Lauren had felt in her snatch tonight, George 's penis felt amazing. She knew that he had loosened up since she started to let George fuck her regularly, and maybe she should jump doing keegles again, but even if she did no human prick would hold a wax light to the red hot poker that was thrusting deep into her pussy right hand now. As Brendan's dick hardened she didn't treat her cock sucking duties seriously, but instead just used it as a device to choke her. She'd learned a little piece back that choking on a cock was much more arousing than having some sheik choke during sex. Relaxing her throat she jammed Brendan's head deep into her and just held it there, letting her lifelike response grip him. She let herself go till she was getting a piddling light headed and then pulled back off a trivial, giving him a couple spry sucking before repeating the late throating. Between taking herself to the edge of consciousness, getting caught, and getting fucked by her adept friend Lauren started to orgasm. It was rare for her to beat George especially if she wasn't rubbing herself at the same clip but pretty soon she was gripping both putz as hard as she could with both holes.

Brendan couldn't contain himself any longer. This crazy slattern was killing herself on his cock while getting bed and he let liberate his onus. His cock was so far down her throat none of his cum ever hit her mouth. George IV also felt her orgasm and gave in to his instinct and seeded the squawk. When he was done he dismounted and walked off to go lick himself. Lauren released herself from Brendan's peter and then carefully sat back, lifting one of her pegleg so it was behind her shoulder. She made sure to talk as piffling cum as possible. Brendan watched as she delicately lifted the mix of seamen to her backtalk and pledge it down.

When she had cleaned herself up she stood up and leaned forward to Brendan,"You should manoeuver back to that fat shag pig of yours, I don't think you could handle playing with me."Filled with a sick self-assurance Lauren returned to her way. Brendan eventually returned to bed with Betty .