She forced herself to be cool and collected. She tried to stop thinking of herself as a little girl caught doing something naughty and to think of herself as an adult – as a woman. A naked, fuckable woman. After all, this was the scene she'd just dreamed about on the beach, wasn't it?
"What kind of a deal, Logan?" she asked softly, letting her thighs part a little more, noticing the way his eyes went to her young, wet pussy and stared hungrily.
He put his hand on Midnight's sleek head and petted him. Midnight slurped out at the hand with a wet lick. Then he curled up on the bed and lifted his leg and began cleaning his thrusting, slippery cock.
"I want you to talk to your mother," Logan said. "Tell her what a great guy I am, how much you want me to be your new papa. Work on her a little. Convince her your old man's dead and gone and that she'd better grab what she can get before the wrinkles set in. Know what I mean?"
Robin looked at him. She felt disappointed and slighted. She tried to be nonchalant, cupping one of her firm tits and squeezing it gently, while rolling slightly farther onto her back and opening her thighs more.
"That's all I have to do?" she asked. "Just that?"
He grinned. "Maybe we can think up something else later on." He reached down and ran the tips of his fingers along her thigh, sliding them towards her open pink twat. "When I'm your papa, there'll be plenty of time for other things."
She took his hand. She placed it over her cunt and lifted her hips with a breathy sound. "I don't think I can wait that long, Logan," she gasped.
He made the tip of his middle finger circle over her wet, silky cunt-mouth, then plunge inside, fucking up her clutching pussy and making her cry out with surprise and passion.
"Ahhhhhh, God!" she moaned, her spine arching, her thighs quivering with heat.
"You're as hot as your mother, baby," he said.
"Then stop just playing with me and do something about it!" she moaned.
"You want to get fucked, huh?"
"Yes!"
"I thought that's what Pete was for."
"I need a good fucking!"
"Then you're going to get it," he growled huskily, yanking his finger from her grasping cunt with a wet suck of juice and tissues.
He yanked at his belt buckle. He split his pants open down the fly. Robin stared at him and felt her heart pound wildly. Even Midnight looked up and thumped his tail on the bed.
Logan pushed his pants down. His cock was half-hard. It bowed towards her face. Her tongue came out and licked all around her soft lips, and she could feel her pussy muscles vibrate with anticipation of wrapping around his rod.
She watched his cock lift and swell before her eyes, the head turning red and shiny. She saw it throb to full erection, and she remembered the sight of it last night, plunging in and out of her mother's wet, silky cunt.
"Ohhhhhh, give me that cock!" she cried, reaching for it.
He backed away just enough. "Turn over," he ordered. "On your hands and knees. Stick that sweet, tight ass up into the air."
"What?"
"I'm going to show you what a real fuck is – what a wild fuck is like!" he said, his cock throbbing with excitement now that he could watch the whole girl instead of just her picture.
He scooped his hand under her sweet ass and helped turn her over, his fingers kneading into the taut flesh at the same time. His hand swept along her waist and cupped a dangling tit as it hung from her chest.
"Ohhhh, what are you going to do to me?" Robin moaned, feeling terribly naked and vulnerable in that position.
Her pussy was fluttering and leaking madly. She couldn't keep her hips still. She felt her ass jutting up and back, and she could imagine the bow in her spine and the way her tits jutted downward towards the bed.
She glanced around behind her and saw him still standing, looking at her round ass, passing his hands over her cheeks. She felt his fingers dip into the deep cleft between them and trembled all over. Was he going to try to fuck her up her ass?
He snapped his fingers and gave an order. Midnight jumped to his feet and panted, his long tongue lolling. Robin gasped as she felt Logan pry her ass-cheeks wide apart; then she let out a thin, quavering scream as she felt Midnight's long, wet tongue lick upward through the deep crack between her buns.
"Ahhhhhh, what are you going to do to me?" she moaned.
"What you should have had brains enough to do for yourself, baby," he said huskily. "Up, you dumb mutt – up!"
"Eeeee, don't, Logan – don't!" she cried, shaking her ass with mounting heat. "You fuck me! I want you to fuck me!"
"Two hot cunts around here, and neither one of them knows how to have any fun," he said half to himself. "There, Midnight. That's the boy! Now, hang on, fella!"
Robin cried out again. She couldn't believe this was happening. She felt Midnight wrap his paws around her hips again, just the way he had before, only higher up.
She felt Logan positioning the dog, getting him on his hind paws right between her legs. She felt him push at Midnight's haunches to get him to move inward towards her ass, and then she felt the greatest shock of all.
"God, it's hot! His cock is hot!" she cried sharply.
It speared against the back of her thigh. It smeared over her fresh, dainty skin, again and again, with each hunch of Midnight's ass.
Robin gasped and looked under her body, between her tits and legs, and she saw his black, furry belly, the jiggling sheath, the scarlet, pointed prick thrusting from the background of black.
She heard Logan urging him on, felt his big hands all over her ass and the backs of her thighs. Then his fingers spread apart the lips of her dripping pussy and fucked around in the watering pinkness of her satiny meat.
"Ahhhhh, my God – my God!" she cried.
He was looking at her – right through the tunnel of her legs and tits and bed and body. His face was red from bending over. He was sweating slightly, breathing hard. His eyes had a gleam she'd never seen before. His lips were flushed and wet from the way he was licking them.
Then his eyes rolled upward, right to where Midnight's red, pointed prick was lancing into the soft meat of her pussy-lip, and he groaned at the same time she squealed and Midnight growled – the instant when his hot cock shot into her pussy and fucked deep.
"Yaaaah!" she cried.
"Ahhhhh, he's doing it! He's fucking you! Ahhhhh, God – how does it feel, baby? How does a dog's cock feel up your cunt?"
"Big!" Robin blurted. "Hot! Oh, my God! All that hair over my ass… swelling, throbbing… ohhhhhh, so deep! But I wanted your cock, Logan…"
She shook her head. She felt half out of her mind with sensation. Midnight hunched his ass rhythmically, brushing his furry belly over her uplifted butt-cheeks, sending his knotted prick deeper and deeper into her young cunt.
Questions and emotions whirled through her mind. Why hadn't he fucked her? Didn't he understand that was what she wanted – his prick inside her, giving her a good fucking?
Was he some kind of nut, like Pete? Was he all that hung up on loyalty to her mother? Didn't he – didn't he like the way her body looked?
No sooner had the questions tumbled through her mind than he answered them.
"Yeah, baby – yeah!" he rasped huskily, his cock thrusting from his loins and throbbing rigidly. "That's what I like! Something different – something kinky! A young girl getting her sweet ass fucked by a dog! Ahhhhh, God, that makes me hot!"
His hand grasped his prick, jacking rapidly up and down it. Then he came quickly around the side of the bed and got onto his back, spreading his legs wide, making his prick thrust fully towards her face.
"You want my prick, baby? Then here it is! Suck my cock! Suck the cum right out of it!"
He spread his fingers wide and clamped his hand around the back of her head and pushed down, burying her face in his hairy crotch.