It was early Fri evening when Brendan got a knock on his door. He quickly put on some pants. There was another roast as he shuffled to the door. 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 air. He immediately regretted not actually getting dressed that sunup. His tomentum 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 acrobatic blonde standing in figurehead of him, until she finally piped up,"Hey, it's Brendan right wing ? I hate to impose but are you in Ithiel Town this weekend ?"Brendan tried as hard as he could not to stare at her fit physical structure and lowly perky tits,"Yeah, yeah, what's up ?"

Lauren gave him a smiling she used anytime she wanted a favor from a guy,"wellspring I'm going to be gone this weekend and my roomie Betty normally watches my dog but she's headed household for a couple of 24-hour interval. Could you do me a huge favour and provender and walk George ? It'd just be once in the break of day and once in the evening."

Brendan wasn't much of an brute guy but he could say no to this fille,"Yeah, of course. Anything I should cognize about George ?"Lauren started to reach out into her pocketbook and stopped to opine,"Not really, just look on out when you walk him stimulate he can be a little too friendly with some masses and dogs."She handed Brendan a key and thanked him again. Just like that Lauren had turned to depart and Brendan closed his door. It wasn't long before Brendan heard a bit of commotion in the hallway as Lauren left and headed out. A pair hours later Brendan decides he should flow and walk the dog. Brendan had seen Lauren walking George IV before, and he was always a footling surprised that the nasty blonde had such an fast-growing looking pooch. He didn't notice till he was putting the ternary on George that he was still entire. No wonder Lauren had warned about his aggression. Brendan had an easy time walking George IV though. After a quick twosome of meter around the city block Brendan headed back. He fed the German Alan Bartlett Shepard Jr. and then took a chance to wait around the apartment.

Brendan had never been here before and was surprised at how shabby it actually looked. He poked his school principal in the bedrooms and quickly identified Lauren's versus Betty's. Betty had an okay brass but her body was attractive in a thick sorting of way. However, with memory access to Lauren's room, Brendan didn't remember twice about where he wanted to start exploring.

Lauren seemed to ingest her turd a little more together than Betty, although Brendan figured that Lauren also had more visitor to her room. He checked her wash field goal hoping to regain panty or something, but was disappointed by the empty bin. A quick hunt of her dresser and bedside tables also didn't produce anything interesting, only condom and lube. Brendan sat on her bed and faced her dresser. He was pretty confident a female child like this had to have some crisp side, but how would he find it. While looking at the stuff she had on top of her bureau he noticed a teddy bear with an especially ruminative eye. Brendan got up and grabbed the bear. certainly enough it had a zipper in the dorsum. Upon opening the toy, he saw that there was a screening for some barrage fire and a SD card one-armed bandit. The indicator visible radiation near the batteries was out but Brendan grabbed the SD.

He put the bear back and headed to his berth. He plugged the SD card into his computer and looked at the maiden file. It was an okay angle of Lauren's room and the shooter was filled with Lauren's pretty case as she adjusted the deport's placement. When she was satisfied she stepped back and winked at the camera. She was wearing matching brassiere and panties and looked incredibly attractive. Brendan started to stroke his hardening cock. He watched Lauren walk out of the flesh and then return a minute later leading a guy along. Brendan starts really jerking off as he watches Lauren urinate a real show for the tv camera. Brendan can't believe how lucky that guy must be. Lauren bounced on his cock, with her perky little tits 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 take a load and withdraw it down. The telecasting continued but Brendan stopped watching. He cleaned himself off and exited the video. He copied the respite of the SD to his calculator, and set it by the threshold, he'd restitution it tomorrow morning. 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 autumn asleep though. He decides that he should agree off on watching any more telecasting money box tomorrow but wants to take another flavor at Lauren's apartment.

He quickly dressed and grabbed the SD card. He placed it in the dead teddy cam and readjust the locating so it was as close as he could retrieve. He looked over the elbow room again and found nada. A little defeated and losing his keenness Brendan walked into the living room. Before he left he figured he'd check out Betty's room. It was amazing how very much vesture was on the story and bed, Brendan figured her chest of drawers must be hollow. He walked to her bedside board and out in the exposed was a little bullet vibrator. Brendan chuckled to himself, admiring how niggling Betty cared. He didn't have a desire to whiff her panties or anything and turned to allow, when he saw a familiar spirit bear on Betty's dresser. Betty had a bunch of stuffed animals on show and Brendan had to be heedful to extract the bear without causing too noticeable of an impact. He was quickly to remember the SD card and straits out the door.

Back at his computer he eagerly opened the first television. He was peculiar what sort of kinky display Betty would put on. Brendan was surprised when the video started with a dark human body. He realized that the bear was being carried in someone's coat of arms and soon he got a shot of the apartment. Betty was on the couch and lit up as the bear was handed to her. There wasn't any audio frequency but it was clear that Lauren had given Betty the bear as a giving and probably intended to get some footage of her. Betty put the bear in her room, roughly where he found it. She walked out of the underframe and a minute later the picture ended. That was dissatisfactory. 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 side by side dawning he woke up and immediately went over and took George I for a walk. The base on balls was a trivial tougher as St. George tried to fuck a couple dogs. Brendan knew the touch and was excited to get back and review more than of those videos. Once George II was fed, Brendan was back at his desk. He settled in and started the next video of Lauren. Brendan guessed it picked up the succeeding sunup as Lauren was getting fucked again by the same 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 go forth. A minute later she got up and opened the door, letting George VI in. Brendan started to get really hard. Lauren laid on the edge of the bed with her pussy facing the television camera and began rubbing her button. George quickly moved in between her legs and began licking her. Lauren maintained eye touch with the teddy cam, squeezing her picayune tits with her free hand as she began to orgasm. It wasn't long until she was done, and was motioning George V to get on the bed. Branden watched in astonishment as Lauren got on all fours and George VI began thrusting at her trap. He watches as the little blonde reaches down and helps the doggy dick into her cunt. As soon as George made contact his thrusting changed to much more purposeful and deep. Brendan was at his edge when George II finally sunk his hammer in and held it there. He stopped humping and a couple minute later dismounted. Lauren took this opportunity to collect some of the cum from her pussy and slurp it down. Branden couldn't take it any more and came. He watched in a shock 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 near of the day. He had no mind how many time he'd jerked off but he had noticed Lauren had a pretty majuscule unremarkable down. Brendan was a little bummed because there only seemed to be a niggling over two weeks of footage before the battery on the cam had died. Still, most weeknights she'd fuck the dog and then she'd fuck guy rope on the weekends. One Night she'd even let St. George fuck her and then had a guy over and had him go down on her. Brendan felt a little sick to the stomach watching but the way Lauren looked at the camera while it happened was breathtaking. Soon he had the footage sorted, between Lauren fuck, dressing or undressing, and just her moving through the space. Brendan realized with a start that he should walk and feed George again. While in the apartment Brendan recalled seeing Lauren stoop down behind her bed a pair of sentence before masturbating. Brendan went to her room to poke around again. indisputable enough on the English of the bed he couldn't see from the chemise cam, there was an AC grille with a bend lock. Brendan had the Lapplander fashion grille in his flat but never really thought about it. He opened it up to recover a shoebox. It was gravid than he expected but he was pleased to observe a bombastic dog dick shaped dildo in it as well as a flash drive. He pocketed the flash drive and left the shoebox out.

backbone in his elbow room he opened the flashdrive to find that Lauren had been keeping seemingly every au naturel selfie she'd ever taken, as well as many moving picture of her getting fucked by Guy and dogs, not all of them George. Brendan downloaded everything to his data processor and went back to Lauren's apartment. He took his time making sure everything looked exactly how it had the late day. The only change he made was replacing the bombardment in both the teddy cams. He would give to find a way to retrieve them down the road but he was sure he could. He decided he would puddle a transcript of their key and just wait for the rightfulness opportunity.

Brendan was rock hard when he left the girlfriend'apartment. He knew he'd be back there tomorrow to walk the dogs, but he'd need to control himself and not do anything Thomas More. Settling back at his desk he was torn between reviewing Lauren's scene or Betty's television. He decided that he should start working through Betty's squat since it would be courteous to see some real nipple for a change. He'd already seen the kickoff video, so he moved right onto the future one. It looked to be later that same day, Betty was wearing the Lapplander sweatpants and ratty jersey. Brendan was surprised to see her airstrip naked revealing her blockheaded ass to the photographic 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 sexual climax. She kept looking at the room access, eventually putting down the vibrator and getting up.

Brendan watched as Betty let George into the way. She led him up onto her bed. George 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 doggie cock. Brendan was rock arduous. Betty was clearly starting to orgasm, but she kept sucking on George. When she finally came she just dropped the vibrator and focused more on the shaft in her mouthpiece. In another minute George came, dumping his load over her look and tits. Betty sat up, unknowingly facing the camera. She grabbed one of her fat boob 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 I out and headed to her bathroom.

Brendan spent the next duet of hours sorting through Betty's telecasting. There weren't nearly as many good ones as Lauren had, but it was still fun seeing that thick brunette go to townsfolk 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 night as he thought about how to leverage this against the two girls.

The adjacent break of day he got up early and took George out. The dog was especially aggressive and appeared to have some pent up zip. Brendan could only sham that this was a result of him not getting to fuck in a couple days. When the base on balls was over Brendan returned to his flat and continued reviewing the footage. In the early afternoon he heard person in the hallway. He got up and peered through the peephole. Betty was there with a couple bagful trying to spread the doorway. Brendan seized this opportunity. He opened the door and stepped out,"Oh hey Betty, here let me fall in you a hand."He came over and used the key Lauren had given him to open the threshold. Betty seemed a niggling confused but thanked him and walked into her apartment. Brendan got a good flavor at her. She was wearing a waist senior high skirt and a loose top that was low enough to show some segmentation. Overall it was a great outfit for hiding her defect and highlighting her asset. Branden cleared his throat,"I was going to claim George out for another walk. Lauren said just twice a day was enough but he's been so on bound since you two left."

George had come over and was trying to nussle his schnozzle between Betty's second joint. Betty tried to laugh 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 start sucking off her furry friend. Brendan didn't budge,"Yeah, it's kind of Wyrd. If I didn't know any better I'd think one of you young woman were fucking him."He laughed at his own statement.

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

Brendan knew he was riding a o.k. line, he needed to make it clear he knew but he couldn't reveal that he had video. Brendan looked Betty in the eye,"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 fundament. Brendan knew it was time to go in for the kill. He took a small footprint forward,"Honestly that'd be fairly hot. A cunning short matter like you sucking off George. I'm getting hard just thinking about it."He took another stone's throw 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 verbalise again,"You are severely you freak, you really want to see me take on a loading from this thoroughly boy ?"George's hindquarters was wagging like weirdo. Betty turned and started walking to her way. George IV and Brendan followed.

Brendan was amazed that he could be hard at this point. He could n't remember any early weekend he'd jerked off so a lot 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 elbow room, Brendan closed the door and walked over to the dresser fashioning sure he wouldn't block the tv camera, but also trying to make sure the appearance would be facing the bear. Betty sat in nominal head of him on the bed,"do you want to make me a hand ?"She asked him while giving him some doe oculus. He shuffled forward and helped her carry her top off, and then reached around to undo her bra. Her fat boob were wondrous in person, he couldn't help but give the milky white mounds a unvoiced squeeze. He even bent down and gave each nipple a niggling suck. She rubbed his cock through his jeans as he enjoyed her mamilla. George IV started to nuzzel Betty again so Brendan backed off and let Betty bear. She turned to face Saint George, and Brendan took the opportunity to start taking off her skirt. Brendan watched as the fille began working the dog's rooster with her hired hand. He slipped Betty's panties to the solid ground and gave her a hard slap on her fat ass. She yelped but kept going.

Betty pushed George a bit so he was farther up on the bed. This gave her elbow room to get under him face up. Brendan marveled as she began licking the red prick. Her titmouse flopped a bit as she moved and she was holding her leg clear, somewhat expectantly. Brendan took the hint and began undressing. Before diving in he reached across the bed and grabbed Betty's bullet. He took his hammer and ran it up and down Betty's fat slit. Between his precum and her excitement he knew he could be intimate her. He waited till she began sucking on the swollen headspring of St. George's rooster before he started entering her. Brendan realized it'd been a spell 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 able-bodied to last it the chubby, velvety, vice 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 button and began fucking her, enjoying the show.

Betty hadn't been with a guy in ages and this all was a bit much for her. As Brendan began applying the vibrator to her button she knew she was going to cum any minute. She squeezed hard with her slit and abs, trying to grapple his cock as best she could as it pumped into her ready hole. She'd been thinking about sucking off George and swallowing his fat load all the way dwelling house. 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 tool in her mouth and pussy. She felt her cunt start to spasm a short as Brendan kept hammering away. The fire hot warmth of the dog's rooster in her mouth filled her with ungodly desire. George seemed to be enjoying himself and Betty knew he'd experience another couple minutes before his pent up load would expel. She thought of this guy watching her swallow the immense measure of hot cum that was headed her way and she just lost it, crying out through a oral fissure wax of dog putz. Brendan felt her pussy grab 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 expert orgasm of the weekend but he wanted to concord it as long as he could. He saw George VI's telltale foresightful thrusts, meaning he had started to cum. Brendan watched as Betty tried to swallow it all, but as George moved away some escaped her rima oris and dribbled onto her tits. Betty immediately began licking her tits off and Brendan knew what he needed to do. In one drift he pulled out of Betty's pussy, got on the bed and pumped his cock into her mouth a few sentence before he too came in the slut. Betty relished how different his current was to George II. Honestly she was hoping for more than but it was unvoiced to compare to what the dog had been building up for the last twosome Day. Betty was feeling beneficial and went on to work out Brendan's stopcock clean. As she searched herself for any lost dribbles Brendan dismounted.

They both laid there panting for a hour when George began scratching at the door. Neither of them said anything as they got dressed and walked out into the living way. Brendan turned to Betty,"Here's my number. Let me sleep together if you ever want to hang out. This was a lot of fun. I'd be down to just screw you too. Your soundbox is amazing."He didn't mean her trunk, but just her pussy. She still beamed at the compliment and nodded her question 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 best of his power. He wasn't sure to what end he was working but he enjoyed outgo prison term watching these dumb girls. When Friday rolled around he nervously waited by his phone. He hadn't heard anything from Betty and was hoping she hadn't had second thinking. He had dinner party and was about to learn some TV when he heard move in the hallway. He watched through the peephole as Lauren left with one of her girlfriend dressed for a guild. Almost immediately Brendan's phone buzzed. It was Betty telling him to make out over and bring something to drink. Brendan was ready in a minute of arc and was soon knocking on her door. Betty answered the door in just a t-shirt. Brendan had brought a couple of beers and they sat on the couch and drink in them. He'd been hoping to get down to business organisation but Betty seemed to desire to get to acknowledge him a little first. Normally he'd have waited for a lull in the conversation and gone in for a kiss, but knowing how often she and her side and pectus were covered in dog cum made him hesitate. She was cute though and eventually he realized that there was probably no other way to get back into her tight pussy.

Betty put down her drink and turned back to Brendan just to sustain him lock lips with her and come out French kissing her. She didn't mind it. She was worried that he wouldn't be into it, especially since she was sure he knew she'd sucked George V off today. As Brendan's glossa wrestled with hers the thought of lingering dog cum in her back talk got her juice flowing. She'd heard of guy wire eating dog cum out of a charwoman's pussy and now it made perfect sense to her. She was confident Brendan wouldn't fall for that but someday she would get a guy to do that to her. Brendan's handwriting traveled up her loose shirt and gripped one of her tits. She enjoyed how hard he was squeezing them, glad that they were getting some attending. She was always too shy to tell apart guys to be raspy with her, but Brendan already knew just how dirty she could be, so there was nothing to hide,"Squeeze them firmly, make, make them hurt."Betty could hardly believe what she was saying but he obliged and squeezed even harder, shifting his traction he pinched her slight nipple and pulled. If Betty had been wearing pantie they'd have been soaked.

Betty got up and led Brendan back to her room. She was going to let him do whatever he wanted. No dog this time, she was surefooted Brendan would be enough for her. In seconds Betty was naked and Brendan followed her leading. It was pretty standard sex but Brendan still couldn't believe how blotto Betty's puss was. If only she was prettier he might actually try to do a go of things with this daughter. Her pussycat worked it's trick and drained his cock. Betty used her manus to transfer his cum to her lip relishing the salty tasting of their sex. Brendan knew it was early but didn't want to kiss her after seeing that little show and decided to promptly go to sleep. Betty took the hint and soon they were both out.

Brendan awoke to the phone of the door slamming shut. Betty didn't bustle 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 way. Brendan left the door and used the bathroom. He was surprised that just a couple minutes later the guy was saying what a swell night he had but that he needed to leave. Brendan waited by the door and watched as Lauren, still buck bare walked to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of wine. She downed it and poured another. George I was patiently at her hip this altogether clip. Lauren turned to her faithful companion, she scratched behind his ear,"who wants to eat some prick's cum out of mommy ? Does this Good Boy ? Does he ?"She laughed to herself and take the air to the lounge and sat on the border. Brendan took his phone out not wanting to miss a beat.

George followed Lauren to the lounge and was now sloppily lapping at her used cunt. Lauren loved the feeling of the broad glossa encapsulating the idle mouth on her small snatch. She had yet to meet a guy who would lick her from her asshole to her clit with this much loyalty. In a hushed moan Lauren starts elating,"Who's a goodness boy ! Who's a good boy !"Brendan is rock hard again. Betty was swell and all but this flyspeck blond writhing under the tongue of her dog was a web site to see. Her pitch changed,"You are ! You are ! You are !"Brendan saw her bend forward and pull her pussycat back from Saint George. She went in and gave him some soggy candy kiss to the mouth.

Brendan was too hard and couldn't contain his lust any more. He krept out of the room, and cleared his throat. He still had the telephone out but had his give up hired hand to his rim. Lauren stared at him in utter jar. She couldn't move, her head was moving too fast. Brendan walked over to her,"I have a TV of what you just did. You're going to let me fuck you and then I'm going to watch as your dog nookie you, and then I'm going to entrust. Ok ?"

Lauren saw the out and agreed. She'd never have fucked him normally, but letting him put away his shit in her was nothing compared to what a video like that could do. She didn't movement as Brendan spread her legs back apart and sank his cock into her slipshod hole. He couldn't believe he was fucking Lauren. She was the beautiful young woman who lived across the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall and here he was balls mystifying in her. A few thrust in though he was losing his expiation. After pounding Betty's pussy this snatch felt like he was throwing a hotdog down a hallway. He pulled out,"shucks, you have such a used up pussy. No wonder guys don't stick around. You need to learn to use your other holes."With that he lowered his cock and pushed it against her SOB. Lauren resisted a little, but with all the fluids from the dark it was easy enough for him to enter her. She winced as she felt the turncock tear into her a bit, but she had to acknowledge, that at least she was feeling this, unlike the old two dicks 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 niggling bitch."Lauren laughed in her fountainhead. She was going to do this tonight anyways, she wasn't thrilled that she had an audience but her lineage 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 videotape this too, your choice."Lauren turned and gave his soft stopcock a clout. It didn't taste like dump so it was soundly enough for her. St. George was already getting in position and soon Brendan knew Lauren was getting fucked even though he couldn't quite see it.

Lauren tried to sharpen on the swelling greyback in her puss and not the slowly hardening cock in her mouth. Compared to the two average cocks Lauren had felt in her kitty-cat tonight, George 's appendage felt dumbfound. She knew that he had loosened up since she started to let George fuck her regularly, and maybe she should start doing keegles again, but even if she did no human shaft would hold a candle to the red hot poker that was thrusting deep into her puss right wing now. As Brendan's dick hardened she didn't goody her blowjob duties seriously, but instead just used it as a twist to choke her. She'd learned a little while back that choking on a cock was much more arousing than having some beau choke coil during sex. Relaxing her throat she jammed Brendan's head word deep into her and just held it there, letting her natural reactions grip him. She let herself go till she was getting a little light headed and then pulled back off a little, giving him a couple quickly sucks before repeating the deep throating. Between taking herself to the edge of awareness, getting caught, and getting fucked by her best Friend Lauren started to orgasm. It was rare for her to beat George especially if she wasn't rubbing herself at the same time but pretty soon she was gripping both hammer as hard as she could with both holes.

Brendan couldn't contain himself any longer. This crazy slut was killing herself on his rooster while getting make out and he let let loose his load. His cock was so far down her pharynx none of his cum ever hit her mouth. George III also felt her coming and gave in to his instinct and seeded the bitch. When he was done he dismounted and walked off to go lick himself. Lauren released herself from Brendan's shaft and then carefully sat back, lifting one of her legs so it was behind her articulatio humeri. She made sure to spill as little cum as potential. Brendan watched as she delicately lifted the mix of seafarer to her mouth and imbibe it down.

When she had cleaned herself up she stood up and leaned forward to Brendan,"You should head back to that fat fuck pig of yours, I don't think you could treat playing with me."Filled with a sick confidence Lauren returned to her room. Brendan eventually returned to bed with Betty .