Her asshole felt almost as hot as her cunt by this time.
King was humping impatiently, his cockhead bouncing against her ass. She folded her fist around his shaggy cock-stalk and levered his cockdown, working his fuck-knob around in her soaking cunt to lubricate it more.
King’s hindquarters heaved as he tried frantically to shove his prick up her fuckhole, but Barbara held him away with her restraining hand, allowing only his prick-knob to penetrate. She rubbed it around, squirming back against him.
Then she pulled his prick up out of her crotch, placing his long, hairy fuckshaft in the crack of her ass.
King humped, fucking through that crack, his cockhead emerging above her shapely ass. Barbara let him stroke up the tunnel between her asscheeks for a while, working up a nice, smooth rhythm. Then she angled his cock so that his prick-knob snuggled into her asshole. His angry red prick pulsed in her trim little pussy-slot. King yelped and hiked his haunches up higher, aiming his fuckrod into her shitchute.
Holding him by his cock, Barbara worked his slimy fuck-knob around in her puckered assbud. Her tiny asshole slowly rippled open and the tip of the dog’s cockhead inched in. King whimpered, his whole silken body quivering. If the dumb animal realized that his prick was going up an asshole instead of a cunt, he didn’t seem to mind.
With a juicy slurp, all of his fuck-knob vanished into Barbara’s ass. It was a tight fit, her ass-tunnel clinging snugly to his flaring cockhead. She slid her hand down to play with his balls and the doggy yelped and began to wedge his cock deeper into her. His fuck-knob was the fattest part of his big rig, forging a passage up her tight asshole. Her ass muscles fluttered and parted to accommodate his thick fuckrod. Inch by precious inch, the Afghan’s formidable fucktool disappeared into her shitter.
Barbara moaned and shoved back to meet him, and his silken-sheathed cock plunged in to the hilt.
His cockhead was flaring and throbbing deep in her bowels and his thick fuck-stalk was levering up her ass-tunnel. His balls hung down into her crotch and she rubbed them into her wet fuckslot. It hurt slightly, as his prick expanded in her, but she felt only a tingle of mild pain that enhanced the tingling thrill of getting buggered by the beast.
King held it all up her for a second, panting over her back. When he tried to pull out, the fit was so tight that at first he was merely dragging her ass back on his prick. But then her ass-passage spread open and his cock came out slowly until only the hot red slab of his fuckknob was stuck up her shit-slot.
He plunged in to the roots again, yelping, falling into the tempo. Barbara shoved her ass back to meet his thrusts and twisted her hips about as he withdrew. His sturdy cock was driving so deep up her digestive tract that she felt as if his smoking-hot cockhead must have unraveled the tangle of her guts, as if it was throbbing away in her stomach, splashing there in all the cum that she had swallowed the day before. Her asscanal was puffing and rippling on his sliding prick, dragging him in as if she were digesting his succulent fuckmeat in reverse, and swallowing his cock with her ass.
His haunches dipped down and he fed her an underslung stroke that tilted her pelvis up. Then he hiked up and pumped into her from above, shoving her ass down. Her thighs tensed and trembled as she pushed back to meet his thrusts.
His balls slapped into her cunt-slot and pussy-juice splashed out, drenching him. The overflow ran down the insides of her thighs in a hot tide.
“Pump it to me, boy!” she moaned. “Shove that big fucker up into my guts-”
Slamming back, she gorged her hot bowels on his prickmeat. The Afghan was fucking her ass furiously now, his haunches heaving, fast as a greyhound. His prick sped in and out so fast that Barbara thought it must be blistering her shit-chute by the friction, that smoke must be pouring from her asshole. She had never had a cock, canine or human, plunging into her so fast. Her ass jerked and jolted and churned as she tried to keep pace with the swift brute’s assault. Her mouth was hanging open, panting. His cockhead was plowing so far up her asscanal that she thought maybe his jism would spray from her lips when he finally unloaded his balls.
“Scum me, boy! Spunk my guts!” she wailed, eager to feel his hot tide steaming into her bowels, and with the other dogs available, not wanting to prolong the buggery too much longer. Even as he filled her shit-chute, her month was watering and her cunt was flooding at the delighted prospect of all the cock and cum waiting for her.
“C’mon, King-wash my guts-oooh-slime in my ass, boy!” she gurgled.
He whipped his cock into her like a dynamo, his haunches heaving in at a lightning speed, driving his prick up her ass at something like forty miles an hour. His bloated balls felt like sandbags as they swung into her steaming groin with loud whacks. Her clit was sparking as hers fuckslot creamed his balls, girl-juice pouring out.
His frantic vitality was shoving her away, fucking her across the floor on her hands and knees. Her head switched from side to side, her long blonde hair tumbling wildly. Her lovely face was a mask of depraved desire, eyes narrowed and lips parted. As he jolted her ass forwards, her fat fits swung under her like ripe fruit on a vine, the pink tips standing out like high-caliber bullets.
Dimly, Barbara could hear the other dogs howling from the back garden. She knew that the spicy fragrance of her overflowing pussy must be drifting out to them, inspiring them and getting them all ready to take their turns in her body.
King hammered into her ass and his balls slapped into her crotch as they exploded. His prick expanded and Barbara cried out in anticipation, knowing that a bellyful was on the way. He slammed his cockhead deep into her bowels and the Afghan-juice came streaming from his pisshole, flooding her guts.
Prancing on his hind legs, the doggy fed his cum into her in spurt after spurt, filling her bowels with his slimy cream. Barbara could feel each separate stream as it poured into her, hot and thick and abundant. The brute’s stamina matched his speed. He kept on hosing her with jism each time he plunged in. The stuff ran through the convolutions of her guts, pouring into her stomach. She thought that she could hear it sloshing around in her bowels.
King whimpered and began to falter, his fuckstrokes becoming erratic as his balls drained to the dregs.
Barbara shoved back against him, greedy for his prick, her ass pulling more fuck-juice out by suction. He clung to her haunches, panting. Barbara lowered her head and biked her ass up, wriggling around in a shit-chute full of cock, suspended on the end of the brute’s prick. His fuckmeat was still stiff inside her and the tight tunnel of her ass was clamped around him, ass muscles rippling. She rubbed his balls around in her crotch, feeling how deflated they were and thrilled to know that all the fuck-juice that had packed them so full before was now sloshing around in her guts, waiting to be joined by the next bellyful of cum that she swallowed.
Thinking of that, she made a sucking motion with her lips, as if to limber up her mouth. King was pulling his cock out of her asshole slowly, struggling through every tight inch. Barbara wriggled about to help him withdraw, relaxing her ass muscles at the same time. His hairy fuckrod came sliding out, but his naked red cockhead stuck in her shit-hole for a moment, distending her puckered little assbud, threatening to pull her asshole inside out. But then his fat, slick slab of prickmeat came out with a slurp. King hopped down from her haunches, his spent prick tossing about and his balls hanging loose.
Cum, tainted by Barbara’s bowels, came bubbling out from her vacated asshole and trickled on down into her creamy crotch to join the flow of her pussy-juice. She scooped up a fingerful and tasted it. Then she turned and crawled over to where the Afghan was standing, head hanging down and prick drooping and dripping.
Barbara rolled onto her back and wriggled under the dog’s loins, her face upturned under his dangling cock. Her lips parted. She blew up over his meatrack, causing his limp prickmeat to tingle. A thick glob of spunk suddenly oozed into his pisshole; one last lingering drop that had lurked in his balls as they emptied.