Today is the low gear warm day in this years'bound. So the start day of this year with a jean forgetful annulus to get the first tan on my pegleg. Out of tradition the first time a little annulus also means no panties either. This always move over me a extra, horny belief. I decided to do some errands, just to walk pass men with in my mind my bare naked pussy. This is such a turn on for me

first gear, let me introduce myself. I am a southerly, blond businesswoman with Co leafy vegetable centre. My length is 5 feet 8 with a ravaging cup C and a beautiful round ass. People used to call me red because of the prefer to red velvet clothing, nowadays I am Sir Thomas More of a daisy duke shorts type with tank meridian. 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 groceries for dinner. I decided to read a little detour to visit my baby Brother. Half way, to my surprise, the pavement and the street are breeched and they improvised a kind of a wooden trail."Just perfect ”, I thought,"I have to be measured with my high blackguard ”. I step up on this trail and carefully walk on. Just after a few steps a dog jumped on the trail and starts to walk behind me. It was a mid-seized male golden retriever, named Hector. His owners are a big bootleg guy and his three boy, 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 mentally ill lead and because I know the dog smells the bitch in heat I am. For a moment I don't pay tending to the precarious lead, stumble and while I try to stay on my feet, the senior high school bounder of my left horseshoe gets stuck between two wooden ledge. I fall on one knee, bump my head on a low branch of a Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and then it happens.

I feel a wet slurp all the way through my snatch. The fog in my psyche caused by the extrusion slowly subsides. Before I realize what is happening, I feel yet another poke, 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 result leg under me, but the heel is still stuck between the shelf. Hector sniffs me again and retort to what seems to him the perfect honey. He starts slittering his knife again around in my kitty-cat and after a few poke It starts to call forth me. unlikely how deep a dogs'tongue go and I moan with pleasure. In my brainpower I repulse the thought of a dog licking my pussy, but it feels so good ! This is so repulsive. But this is so honest ! I can finger an orgasm building up. My mentality thigh-slapper this can't be, my soundbox gives me a very dissimilar signal. It feels so, so good.

Hector is unaware of the mixed tactile sensation in Red's fountainhead. He keeps thrusting his tongue in this squawk'slit, where the nectar starts flowing. His cock is coming out of the rotating shaft showing the red, cone formed tip. At that minute Red orgasms to the max. She moans forte, is trembling frantic and she almost informal knowingness. Then, for a moment, Hector stops whacking, and Red can take a deeply breather.

But not for long.

Hector steps up, place his front ramification on her binding and closing in to her. Red card in disbelieve the dog's cock, searching for his scratch. His precum bed covering between her branch, which makes the whole area wet and slippery. Then she feels the tip of Hectors'cock in her ass."Oh no, not my ass ”, runs through her idea. Pure instinctive she moves her ass away with give way to her wet, dampish slit. In one laborious thrust Hector pushes his midst, hanker piece of kernel into her. The expectant cock of the dog finds an easy way in because of her pre-existing wetness, the hard licking of Hector what made her fluids ice-cream float, and the pre-cum. In one, hard thrust the thick large dog'dick barb all the way through the uterine cervix. slam !

In the space she hears a boy'unintelligible calling.

Hector starts pounding her with tough, fast and deeply thrusts. Red was just recovering of her outset 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 firmly stuck in the wooden trail. Slowly she adepts to the fierceness and once again the pleasure kicks in. She starts moaning and attempt to get in the rhythm of Hectors'fast pace of fucking her. Her breast swing back and forth with every concentrated poking of Hector. Again, the excitement 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 tries to happen its way in. Red let a scream out, when the hard ball is pushed in fiercely. The gait of Hectors'fucking slows down to a ended stop. She now realizes they are stuck together, knotted. The warm sperm of Hector is flowing into her uterus which, together with the knot presses against her g point, gives her a live on climax. With a recondite suspiration she rests her pep pill trunk on the wooden ledge, when she hears the calling for Hector is getting more and more nearby. The vocalism is of the unseasoned, 18 years old son of the black neighbor, calling for Hector."Oh no ”, she thinks,"the boy can not chance me like this ”. But Hector is still knotted in her, resting on her cover. When Hector hears his figure, he makes a turn leaving Red and himself ass on ass. And with her metrical unit still stuck, Red has nowhere to go. Then a mighty phantasma hath over her.

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