The big dog and the woman, helplessly joined, both of them writhing out of control, presented a hot picture to Buck as he returned from the house and rounded the side of the stable. He immediately peeled off his nylon swim briefs, then stood there massaging his cock as he watched his wife and the dog grind out their pleasure.
"Beautiful!" Buck said, fuck-itch shooting through his cock. "This is better than watching a pair of lame-brained teenagers go at it."
Gale shivered all over as the last spasms shot through her loins. She gasped with chills as Samson slurped at the back of her neck, then snaked his hot dog-dick out of her and dismounted.
"How are those lame-brained teenagers getting it on?" she asked.
"Damned if I know," Buck said.
He grabbed his wife from behind and bent her over. His huge cock slipped between her asscheeks, his cockhead pushing at her jizz-oozing asshole. As he forced his cock up her ass, both he and Gale moaned.
"They ain't in Shawn's bedroom. They ain't anywhere in the whole Goddamned house."
"Who cares!" Gale wiggled her ass, enjoying the feel of her husband's super-large prick sliding in her asshole. "They'll reappear soon enough."
Buck squeezed her tits, pinched her nipples, and she straightened up, writhing in his arms. She turned her head to the side so they could suck each other's tongue, her body arching backwards as Buck crushed her in his embrace. Samson, circling around front, started to lap between her legs, his huge tongue flapping up and catching Buck's balls as well as Gale's crotch.
"Mmn, this is marvelous!" Gale moaned. Buck ploughed his cock in her asshole, feeling her tight asshole walls work around his sliding fucker like a deft hand. His cock sounded like a toilet plunger in her juicy asshole, and Samson's tongue-lapped her cunt, juice frothing out around it.
"Baby, you are the hottest bitch around! I wonder if your little girl takes after you. She sure had that minkish look."
"Stop jabbering and fuck!" Gale said. "Make me come again. All I wanna do is come."
"That's all you ever wanna do!"
Buck gripped his wife's wiggling ass and rammed. Samson growled, nuzzling the hot bitch's crotch, slurping the tasty fuck juices out of her. He licked up and down her legs, cleaning up the fuck-slime that had trickled down her inner thighs. As she squirmed and moaned, he got more and more excited, and he gave her a tongue bath, starting with her toes and going up her legs, lapping up and down her belly, slurping all over her succulent tits. She was such a tasty woman that he could hardly resist taking a bite of her, especially a bite of her big sexy tits, but he knew better than that, so he controlled himself.
Gale squealed. It felt so good to get humped up the asshole at the same time that she was getting a tongue bath from a growling Great Dane. She gazed down at her big lover-dog, saw his big canine cock quivering and dripping, and the spit ran from her mouth.
"I wanna suck him," she moaned. "Let me get down, Buck, I wanna suck that hound."
Buck almost shot off to hear his wife talk like that. He yanked his prick out of her just in time, letting it cool off as Gale got down on her hands and knees on the dirt. Her asshole was wide-open, dog jism leaking out of it, and he dropped down behind her, replugging her inviting fuck hole before he jerked off just looking at it. He gripped her hips so he could work her back and forth on his cock as he humped.
Samson needed no prompting to mount Gale's face. He knew that when she got down like that she was ready to take his cock from one end or the other. He reared up, planting his big paws on her back as he stabbed his burning cock at her face. He smeared sticky cockjuice all over her cheeks and nose before she parted her lips and allowed his cock to slip into her mouth. As her hot lips tightened around the base of his cock, as her tongue tickled his pointed cockhead, he quivered with pleasure and began to thrust.
Gale's eyes were glazed over with lust. She moaned, her body undulating as she ass-fucked her husband's prick, her head bobbing as she sucked off the Great Dane. There was something about the smell of the animal that so in flamed her with lust that she lost all control of herself. Nothing could force her to release his cock until she'd sucked down his jism. She rubbed her nose in the fur of his belly, slid the tight ring of her lips up and down his canine prick, churned her wet tongue at the sensitive backside of his dog-cock until the Dane whimpered as if he were being tortured.
Buck had seen and heard and felt about all he could stand. The bobbing of his wife's pretty brunette head between the dog's legs, the smacking of her lips around the slimy dog-cock, the churning of her round, sexy ass against his belly as he fucked her asshole – it was enough to make him lose his mind if he didn't blow his nuts fast.
"Baby, get ready for the jizz!"
Gale went crazy. She wiggled her ass so wildly that Buck could hardly hold onto it. She tightened her asshole rhythmically, nearly skinning Buck's plunging cock. She thrust a hand up between her legs, grinding her fingers into her pussy as she tried to bring herself off simultaneously with Buck – and with the dog. The tip of her tongue tickled the most sensitive pleasure spot on the dog's cock. The Dane let out a yelp and ejaculated.
Gale choked as dog jism splashed against her tonsils. She swallowed the Dane's cock to the sheath and tightened her lips around it, sucking, licking, guzzling down the salty spurts of dog jism as fast as he could shoot them. Buck's cock flexed so powerfully in her asshole that she was nearly lifted off the ground. As Buck grunted, as the first spurt of his cum exploded into her guts, Gale pinched her clit savagely and brought herself to an instant climax. Her asshole chewed Buck's jizz-spitting cock, and both she and her husband groaned with pained ecstasy. Gale was in heaven. Two cocks quivered inside her. Cum shot into her from both ends. As her asshole sucked Buck's cock until every drop had been drained from his piss-tube, her mouth sucked Samson's dog-cock, draining the dog's furry balls. As the male fuck juices filled her, Gale was in ecstasy.
Buck worked his throbbing prick in his wife's gripping asshole. He'd stopped ejaculating, but he would hump her till he'd squeezed out every twinge of fuck sensation. He watched her suck the Great Dane till Samson was howling to be released.
The woman was sexually insatiable. He'd never known a woman quite as hot. He wondered if Gale's daughter was anywhere near as hot as her mother. He hoped so. It had been quite a while since he'd had a piece of ass as young as Cindy's.
CHAPTER FOUR
Cindy was seated on the edge of a bed in a room of the Holiday Inn across from Ft. Lauderdale Beach. Two young men named Bill and Jeff, flanked her, each of them holding a leather-bound black Bible, both of them dressed in gray suits, shiny black shoes, starched collars and black ties. Sweaty and sandy, and dressed in her scant bikini, Cindy felt like a complete tramp. What must Bill and Jeff think of her!
"You're a sinner, but we were both sinners once, too," Jeff said. "Until we were born again."
"Amen, Brother!" said Bill.
They looked at Cindy with their eyes glowing of righteousness and holiness, and she felt like the scum of the earth.
"Amen," she said, ready to confess to them her unholy life with Oscar, ready to confess how she'd been sorely tempted and tested at The Glades.
Jeff patted her on her sunburned thigh. "We praise the Lord, sister Cindy, that you have seen the light and have agreed to talk with us. We praise the Lord that we were able to rescue you from that den of iniquity out there. We hope you'll never be tempted to go back to that beach again."
Cindy remembered that she'd forgotten to bring along her beach towel, but she vowed to forget it. It was better that she lose a beach towel than her immortal soul.