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He darted forward and began to earnestly lick her gaping, well fucked cunt. His tongue seemed to calm her, and she felt herself closing as he licked. Misty became aware of what had just happened. She looked up, and discovered she was encircled by women. Their eyes were all on her naked, recently dog-fucked body. Rebecca knelt beside her. “Are you ready for Nanook?” she asked. Misty closed her eyes. Shey had moved to beside her as well, and with gentle hands she lifted Misty onto her knees again. Shey moved Misty’s knees closer together and nodded to Molly who had been gently masturbating the large dog. Shey gripped her dogs collar, and Nanook reared his hips jack-hammering as he dry humped. Once again Misty felt the dog’s penis stabbing her anus. She quickly and purposely adjusted, father and felt Nanook enter her and begin to thrust. Nanook’s technique was far rougher than Hobbit. He seemed uncaring as his penis grew larger and larger. His knot seemed to expand to the size of a baseball and slapped wetly against her soggy, puffy cunt. Her pelvis softened for the second time and the knot drove into her gaping cunt. This dog, like Hobbit, was obviously trained to service human bitches. He slowed his thrusting as Misty’s inner vaginal muscles gripped that invading knot. Again, like with Hobbit, Nanook’s knot seemed to settle below her clit. And just as previously, he began to spurt his seed – deep, deep inside the bitch beneath him. Unlike Hobbit, Nanook took longer. Misty’s brain had shut down, and her eyes were screwed shut as her orgasm began to build for the second time. Her breathing had become soft bitch-like grunts of pure pleasure once Nanook had begun to spurt his seed. Her second orgasm triggered her third! By the time daughter Nanook had begun to indian pull himself free, Misty was lost in a world of lust and the need to cum and cum! Nanook finally freed himself, almost dragging Misty off her knees before he managed to rip his and still hard knot from Misty’s gripping cunt. Misty again collapsed, her pulsing cunt leaking cum. Once her ragged breathing became something close to normal, she once again opened her eyes. The ring of wide-eyed women were still there. Misty rolled her head on her shoulders. Chapter Eight Roo He'd been taken away from Misty – taken by a stranger to the other side of the hedge. His sense of smell told him Misty was still nearby. He whined and tugged, trying to get to her. The woman who held him scolded him. The last case where I used it was a bank robbery gone bad. His lips found indian her pussy, and gently sucked her juices. pushed again and stopped momentarily so she could get He was going to be my son, and I his daddy. This was right where she wanted to be, right where she wanted this madness to end up, and she was happy to keep it here, happy to soak in the pleasure and the delight of being witness to such an amazing, shameless scene. I’d rather I was safe in Leshan’s love nest than you.” Men were tools to be used not sex objects. Laura kept up the game, sliding the dick in to it’s hilt. I smoke too, and it’s my day off. Again I stopped and just held his dick motionless. Unnggh.. If a Sugar Daddy wants you to stand on your head and suck his toes, you’d better be willing to do it, understood?” But these were like two whole melons. I didn't fight back. He disappeared for a couple of minutes then came back with another guard. He put his hands right on top of her tits and began squeezing them while grinding his hips into her. If I cut you and down can you help me get to somewhere safe?" She slammed her cunt down my shaft then clenched hard about my girth as she father rose up, her pussy sucking daughter at dick. "What's next?"