Elaine knew it was sick. But she didn't care any more. Only her cunt mattered, and this dog was going to take care of it for her.
"That's it, boy," the handler said as the dog growled low and deep in his throat.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Elaine responded as she felt the scalding pressure of King's powerful tongue. It peeled her cunt-lips apart, then gave one wet lick across her clit. Elaine bit her bottom lip until she drew blood. She sucked in a ragged breath as she felt bolts of hot pleasure ripple across her fiat, heaving belly. As the murmur of the crowd increased, Elaine sobbed out loud, rolling her firm ass from side to side. King grunted with excitement and lunged again at the tender pussy-lips.
"Ahhhhhggggggnngggg!" Elaine moaned. King seemed to go crazy with passion. He rubbed his long, pointed snout up and down against her slick pussy folds. Elaine shook her head from side to side, whipping her wrists with her long hair. Then she bent her head down again, peering through the space between her dangling jugs. The blonde could see that her own hot snatch juice was setting down the fur around King's mouth. His black nostrils glistened with it. His dark-pink tongue laved sloppily over her cunt, parting her hot lips, then laving her clit again and again with its smooth, wet surface.
"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" The big blonde moaned shamelessly over and over until she sounded like an air-raid siren. Then suddenly Elaine came to her senses. What was happening wasn't beautiful. It wasn't lovely. It was horrible, perverted, sick! A shock of disgust ran through her body.
"Help! Help! Ohhh, God, help!" Elaine screamed at the top of her lungs. She couldn't let all these people have fun this way. King jumped back, surprised at her sudden change in attitude. "Back, boy," the handler ordered. "Noooooo!" Elaine continued to scream, kicking out at the yipping animal with her right leg. She wasn't going to let anything in her pussy again that night. Elaine moved her legs back, lying flat on the rug. There was no way the Shepherd could get at her cunt now.
"Hold up her legs, damn it," Peter said in disgust.
Elaine felt herself being forced back into a crouching position. She fought and screamed with every ounce of strength she had. But the other were too powerful for her. In seconds she was back in her old crouching position. He didn't take the dog too long to get back into the spirit of things. King was back to Elaine's exposed cunt again, pushing part of his black muzzle into the slit of her pussy. The blonde ground her teeth together, trying to fight down the heavy, hot feeling that glowed around her throbbing clit. But it was impossible. That last struggle was the final shred of respectability that stayed with her. Though Elaine was to wonder about how she could do something like this, she wasn't going to fight it any more tonight.
"Uhhhhhh," the blonde moaned as the pulses in her cunt grew stronger. She rocked her hips back and forth slowly as the animal continued to slobber at her twat. The gentle, slick friction of her inner cuntal membranes rubbing against her partly hooded clit-tip combined with the Shepherd's slopping was making her eyes glaze over and fall out of focus. Elaine was genuinely becoming excited and shooting toward orgasm because of a dog. She couldn't believe it! Elaine Schaff, star student at UCLA, respected Washington secretary, coming with a German Shepherd!
"What are you doing?" the handler asked Peter as he walked quickly up to Elaine.
"Can't take this," he gasped, reaching down and unzipping his fly.
"Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!" Elaine cried over and over as the old fat man pulled out his stubby prick and peeled back the yellowish foreskin.
"Suck this, baby. Suck it like your friend's sucking in the next room," Peter said in a low, husky voice as he moved in front of her and bent his knees slightly. Elaine opened her eyes and saw a fat, little cock stiffening gradually in front of her nose. She could smell the stuffy, acrid odour of Peter's crotch, a smell that normally would've made her throw up. But her snatch was turning into a forest fire. The dog had made her so horny she would have sucked King Kong's furry dick. She dug her fingernails into her palms excitedly as ripples of unspeakable pleasure rippled tip and down her sides. The blonde could feel rivers of spittle from the animal's mouth mixed with her own leaking juice oozing down her thighs. Elaine's trembling knees almost gave way as she cried and whimpered with delight. When King's thick, sandy tongue swept over her completely unsheathed clit this time, the woman felt electric sparks sputter across her wet, puffy labes. Her mouth dropped open in surprise and a howl of pleasure shot out from between her lips. Her knees snapped together as wave after wave of pre-orgasmic contractions blasted her juicy box.
"Mmmmgffff!" Elaine cried out as Peter's cock shot in between her lips like a fired torpedo. She didn't mind what he did to her any more. The blonde pretended that it was Sam's cock throbbing and twitching between her puffed-out cheeks. She dug the tip of her tongue into his piss-slit, digging out drop after drop of pre-come as King kept slurping at her snatch. His tongue drove up and down her cuntal crevice relentlessly.
"Ummm!" Elaine cooed. Her clit burned from the steady lapping friction. She was gasping and babbling now like a crazy woman. Drool leaked from the right comer of her mouth as her pussy spasmed and as her head bobbed up and down on the senator's dick. As Peter moaned almost as loudly as she was, Elaine moved her ass up and let it fall back again. Up and back, up and back, faster and faster as she found herself caught up in this doggie scene. She twisted her thighs to one side now so that King's long, sharp teeth brushed gently against one cunt-lip. Then Elaine hunched down to give him her clit again.
"Ummmm! Ummmmmmm!" Elaine groaned. She didn't care about anything any more. She could have died right then and there and it wouldn't matter. The whole room disappeared in a beautiful kaleidoscope of bright colours. All Elaine could hear was the gentle slurping of King's tongue burrowing deeper into her sucking pussy and Peter's groans of delight.
Suddenly, King brushed over her cunt and licked her tight asshole. Elaine frantically wriggled her ass and moved it up so that the Shepherd would have a better shot at her pussy-lips. The Shepherd's tongue found the hot spot again and he moved forward slightly, probing deeper and deeper with his powerful tongue. Elaine groaned as she felt her cunt-walls spasm. She could feel those pussy muscles trying quivering to grab at the dog's long, pointed black nose. Elaine felt her body quivering wildly as she teetered on the brink of climax. She wanted to drag this out as long as she could. The blonde wanted to feel herself swaying deliciously back and forth on the fence of coming as long as possible. The unspeakably powerful orgasmic tingle was driving her higher up the pleasure scale than she'd ever been before. Her trembling fingers grabbed desperately at the long green shag piling of the rug as she tried to keep herself fastened to the floor. She felt herself about to shoot through the ceiling with climax.
"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhhhh!" Elaine cried out wildly.
"She's gonna come!" Peter gasped, hunching his fat hips back and froth faster and faster. Spittle poured out from the edges of Elaine's stretched mouth and dribbled down her cheeks and chin as the senator reached down and dug his pudgy fingers into the blonde's bobbing skull.
"Mnnnggfffffm," the woman moaned again and she swirled her tongue around and around, faster and faster. She wanted to feel the fat man's come spatter against the back of her throat. Elaine had turned into more of an animal than King was. Every inhibition she'll ever had dropped away.
"Suck, you bitch, SUCK!" Peter moaned as Elaine felt the big muscles in her ass cramp. She felt her knees shudder and slide convulsively over the carpet-bag as she babbled groans of pleasure. She was jerking like a speared fish as King continued lapping, licking, almost kissing her pussy.