And The Dog Made Three PT7

Chapter 7

Jennifer felt so deliciously naughty that she was eager to confide in her girlfriend, Tracy. She knew that Tracy would be mightily impressed by her doggy adventures — and that the carnal confession would most certainly make that raven-haired vixen all hot and squirmy, so that the two of them would be in the mood to do a bit of mutual cunt-lapping. After all, now that she was a veteran of both bestiality and incest, in both mouth and cunt, it seemed only proper that she complete her sexual education by discovering the undoubted pleasures involved in the sucking of hot pussy.

The saucy blonde got to her feet, juice pouring down her slender thighs and glistening on her chin, looking as if she had been eating a glazed doughnut.

Joe stared at her nubile, spunk-soaked body and grinned, admiring the girl as much as ever, although no longer capable of taking advantage of that sexy body for the moment.

“Where you going?” he asked as she moved away.

“I’m gonna go see Tracy.” She giggled, gazing saucily over her shoulder.

“Errr — shouldn’t you put your bikini back on?” Joe suggested, wondering if, in her dreamy contentment, she had forgotten that she was naked.

“Why? I’d just have to take it off again.” Jennifer gave him a meaningful wink.

Joe gulped, starting to get the picture.

“Why don’t you join us in a little while, Joe? When you got another hard-on,” Jennifer said. She glanced at the exhausted German Shepherd. “You might as well bring Adolph along, too.”

Ass swinging provocatively and plump tits jiggling, Jennifer walked away with her pussy bubbling between her thighs and her tongue already beginning to tingle for her first taste of cunt.

But Tracy was already occupied.

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When Tracy returned to her own back yard, she was hot as a pistol, her passion aroused by the distinct possibility that she and Jennifer would soon become lovers. The fragrance of her excitement preceded her and, Major, the giant Great Dane, came bounding to meet her. His prick was hard again. It jolted under his loins.

He jammed his muzzle between her legs, starting to lap around under her bushy black cunt-muff.

Tracy squirmed on his tongue for a moment, then knelt down beside him and began to fondle his big cock and balls. She was wondering if it would be possible to sixty-nine with a dog, or if they would have to take turns giving each other head. She twisted under him and slurped his cock-head into her mouth, suckling on the slick red prick while the doggy continued to wash her cunt with his drooling tongue.

His huge cock was pounding and throbbing so excitingly that Tracy wondered what it would feel like to have that rock-hard prick stuck up her fuck-hole. She felt no qualms about the idea. After all, she had already sucked his prick, so she reasoned that fucking with the big brute would not really compound her sins.

“Yeah! Wanna go fuckies, Major?” She sighed.

The dog woofed and yelped just as if he understood what she had suggested.

Tracy debated whether she should fuck him doggy fashion or human style. Both positions had benefits, she figured.