The term “cooperative” seemed to describe Stephanie when it came to enthusiastic dog fucking. She howled, fingers clawing at the carpet as her hips bucked in uncontrolled spasms. A slow dribble of cum leaked from the clenched seal of her rectum around his cock shaft, oozing slowly downward in a gooey, glistening strand. In about forty minutes I had the masterpiece complete. Straining, she levered the dog’s throbbing erection downward and guided the pulsing tip of his cock back into the gaping opening of her eager twat. Mikey’s head tilted sideways, watching with curiosity. I zoomed out. I rocked my hips back and forth, my self-pleasured timing matching up with the girl and the canine. Halfway there — the easy half. I limped my way over to the recliner and collapsed. He thrust forward in a powerful motion.
