So Chloe crouched and waited. “This has all been so hot!!” The men merely leered and grinned, their erections obviously straining against their pants. it was thicker! A final parting spurt from him splatted along her back and into her hair. As the softness of his fur and warmth of him departed, it left a weird trail of goosebumps on her skin. She drew a breath, “We bought it from John Travolta and it can carry 6 passengers.” The propellers were black and yellow, almost waspish. His thrusts were sure and fast and after less than a minute he stopped thrusting and he spurted his seed into his pliant and submissive bitch. Panting like a bitch in heat, she kept her position, only to feel him lick at the tight asshole, which made her forget everything, including the pack of dogs surrounding her. She was almost in a fetal position, her body wrapped around the diminishing orgasmic waves created by the dog’s insemination. Ellie’s comment signified that they’d silently been observing almost the entirety of this spectacle. “How do you feel, love?” she asked while handing her a massive three decker sandwich overloaded with cheese, tomato, lettuce and gherkins… Tall, with paws bigger and broader than an average dog’s, his tail displayed a creamy tip and his eyes were an intelligent chocolate
