His piercing brown eyes stared in to his mistress’ face as she caressed his cock. She got down on her knees and grabbed the stubborn dog by the collar, while she tried to release the towel from his mouth. Barbara could feel that fleshy knot at the base of his cock slapping in to her pussy with each stroke, sending jolts of electricity from her clit and up her spine. “Oh my…”
With her pussy still gaping open, she felt like a used whore. After Hank finished cleaning Barbara’s pussy, he flopped to the ground on his side. She tried to relax her pussy and pushed back against the dog. There’s no harm in that, she reassured herself. Again, he resumed circling his woman. “Fuck me! Again, he resumed circling his woman. AAAIIIIEEEEE! Sure, she had seen his impressive set of equipment before, but she had never considered them as an object of desire before. AAAIIIIEEEEE! I’ve ever taken a cock that big before.”
Barbara stood up on trembling legs and pulled an old blanket out of her cupboard