"I-I'm sorry, Bob," she said finally, releasing his prick once again. "I just can't get into fucking until I know for sure that everything's all right."
"Okay, okay," Bob muttered.
He got to his feet and helped Sheila to hers. He kissed the tip of her nose and played with her luscious naked tits for a moment, nudging her pussy with his erect, wet cock.
"Let's get some clothes on," he said. "I know you. You'll worry this thing to death, and we'll never fuck. Come on, let's go outside and find out what your little princess is up to."
"I don't know where she is," Sheila muttered, slipping into her dress.
"We'll find her," Bob said.
By that time, Karen had her breath back, and she was filled with good feelings for her dog. When Rex's wet prick slipped out of her cunt, she collapsed on the floor and panted for breath. Rex wanted out of the shed, but she wouldn't open the door for him. She wasn't finished with him yet.
"Lay down, Rex," she commanded.
She pulled at the mutt and finally got his body down where she wanted it. Her eyes lit up as she gazed at his thick wet prick – the cock that had just given her such nice feelings in her pussy.
"Good boy, Rex," she purred.
She stroked his prick slowly and made it big again. Then she rested her cheek on his belly and took his cock into her mouth. She moaned and sucked on his prick softly and gently at first – until she got very horny. Then she started blowing his prick with a passion – jacking it and playing with his hot nuts at the same time.
"Mm-mm-mmmm!" she moaned as his doggie-prick filled her mouth with a hot load of jism. Her moan was very loud.
Loud enough to attract the attention of her mother and Bob. The couple approached the shed stealthily and looked through cracks in the boards.
Bob knew what to do. He clamped a hand over Sheila's mouth to keep her from gasping. Then he quickly led her, shaking and shivering, away from the raunchy scene in the shed. They both had seen pretty little Karen sucking her dog's big red prick.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Sheila was quite shaken at first. She paced the living room floor, outraged.
"How can she do this to me?" she wailed, wringing her hands. "She's only a baby! How can she do such a wicked thing with a dog? Did you see her? Did you? She actually took that mutt's prick into her mouth and sucked it off!"
Bob gripped her by the shoulders. He gave her a little shake and said: "Knock that off, will you? Listen to me. What's wrong with the kid getting her cookies? You get yours, don't you?"
But Sheila wouldn't listen to reason. "How dare you say such a thing!" she stormed, eyes flashing. "She's just a child! I've done everything I can to bring her up right. My God, what if the neighbors saw her licking a dog's prick or… or… oh, my God, Bob! You don't think she fucks that animal, do you?"
Bob laughed. "So what if she does fuck him? Now calm down!"
To get her undivided attention, he forced her to sit down on the sofa next to him. Still grasping her quivering shoulders, he said: "Stop and think a minute. Would you rather have her fucking school boys and getting knocked up?"
His words cut like a knife into Sheila's whirring brain. "Pregnant? Karen? Oh, God, no! I wouldn't want that."
"Then think clearly about this thing. The kid is at the age where she needs something besides her own fingers to get her off. If you're honest about it, you can remember when you were her age. What were you doing to get your cookies?"
Suddenly Sheila burst into laughter. Her hazel eyes flashed, and she threw her head back, laughing loudly.
"What's so funny?" Bob wanted to know.
"Oh, Bob!" she laughed. "Forgive me! What a loaded question you asked! Do you know what I was doing when I was her age? I was putting out for our German Shepherd! Leo was his name. God, what a gorgeous animal he was!"
Bob grinned and stroked her tits. "And he had a gorgeous cock. Right?"
"And how!" Sheila giggled.
"So there. What are you worrying about Karen for? You're an intelligent woman, Sheila. You know better than to use the double standard with children. Do you want to raise another crop of neurotics?"
"Oh, Bob. You're right, of course. But still… there are the neighbors. What if they found her fucking the dog instead of us?"
"You have a point there," Bob agreed. "Girls today need places to do their thing away from uptight, meddling adults. That's the real problem today. These kids have nowhere to go to have safe fun."
"What am I going to do?"
"You aren't going to do anything," Bob said. "You're too emotional about this. Leave it to me. I'll take care of it."
He covered her thigh with his big hand and said: "That is, if you'll let me. I'd like to help you with this."
Sheila melted into his arms and kissed him wetly. "How can I ever thank you?" she purred, rubbing her tits against his chest. She opened her legs and let his hot hand creep up and feel her juicy cunt. She moaned when he fingered her pussy.
"You'll get your chance to thank me," he said. "Right now, I want you out of the house. Now don't argue with me. Let's get this straightened out right now. You go out for a few hours and leave the rest to me. Okay?"
Sheila hesitated for a moment, stroking his swollen cock. Then she murmured: "Yes. All right. Whatever you say."
The minute Sheila drove away from the house, Bob went out into the back yard and approached the shed. Even as he neared it, he heard Karen's passionate moans, loud and clear. He pressed his face up against the old boards of the shed wall and peered inside. His cock jolted into solid erection at the sight of the girl getting her cunt licked by Rex.
He watched for a long time as the dog's long, thick tongue lashed and lapped at the girl's sweet, furry pussy. He stared hotly as she rocked and twisted under the erotic impact of the doggie-tongue. The cunt-lapping was a marvelous thing to behold, and he enjoyed every minute of it.
He was tempted to wait until Karen had come all over the mutt's lashing tongue, but decided against that. If he was going to be successful, he would have to catch her having her cunt sucked.
With that thought in mind, he pushed the rickety door open, breaking the weak latch, and stood over the young girl as she squeezed her naked tits and humped her pussy wildly at the dog. Her eyes shot open.
"Mr. Rix!" she gasped, horrified. She pushed at the dog and quickly pressed her pretty legs together. That didn't hide anything from Bob, who greatly appreciated the sight of her luscious young body. He smiled at her.
"Relax, kitten," he said in a friendly tone. "I'm not here to give you trouble. I'm here to help you."
"H-help me?" Karen stammered, covering her tits with her hands. The man's gaze on her body made her feel all funny inside.
"Yes. Get dressed and come into the house with me."
Karen's eyes widened. "You're not gonna tell on me, are you?"
"There's nothing to tell," Bob chuckled. "Your mother has already seen you."
"Oh, no!" Karen shrieked.
She leapt to her feet and quickly pulled her dress on, shivering and panicking. Bob laughed.
"Calm down, Karen," he said, smiling. "You aren't in any trouble. Not yet, anyway."
"Wh-what do you mean?"
"Let's go inside and talk," Bob said. They walked in silence into the house. Rex followed right behind Karen's cute, swaying ass, sniffing after her wet cunt. Bob got a kick out of that, and when they entered the house, he let the dog inside, too. Karen frowned at that.
"Why not?" Bob said. "He's your pet, isn't he? Nothing wrong with a girl having a pet."
Karen paused in the kitchen and peered up at the man. "Y-you're very understanding," she muttered.