command as her greedily sucking vaginal walls became too much for the animal to handle, and whimpering, he spent in her then withdrew his rod and tiredly curled up on the carpet to lick tasty vaginal juice from his spent member.
'I can't believe it,' Linda told herself as she went to the kitchen, naked, juice oozing down her inner thighs from an overfilled vagina. 'In one day I've fucked a boy and a dog. Oh my God, no body can feel so good. I think I'm going to die of happiness.'
Instead of that, Linda lived in happiness and is still doing so, three years later.
Three years later, and Barry is still a handsome, virile young man whose penis and tongue continue to delight his woman. She is the only woman in his life and, he assures her that she is the only one he ever wants.
He doesn't mind sharing her with Knute, and each time the big animal mounts Linda, Barry trembles with excitement. He crouches low so that he can enjoy a close view of the big animal penis thrusting in her stretched vagina and, too often, Barry admits, he goes off in the air before Knute goes off in Linda.
Woman, youth and dog constitute a most unusual menage-a-trois, but it is an extremely happy one and promises to go on being so indefinitely.
