Usually Barry’s erection would go limp after he unloaded but this time he remained stiff. She screamed but not in pain. “Oh God yes. Millie was moaning and wriggling her arse. She was sitting in a lounge chair and masturbating as she watched Millie being fucked furiously by her dog. He decided to spy on her the following Friday and find out for sure what was going on. She disappeared inside. Catching his breath under the shower the power he felt dawned on him. Straight away he put two and two together. The dog was performing oral sex on his wife. Barry’s eyes bulged and his jaw dropped. Ann was sitting in a lounge chair watching her. The blowjob had only been the first step. Barry stood there wondering what it meant. Thrust forward he buried his growing cock into his squealing human bitch. “Oh yes” he heard Millie cry out. Feeling a mixture of anger and relief he zipped up his pants and, having watched his wife a little longer, headed back to his car.
