Bette's breath caught in her throat and her emotions were so strong she thought she was going to faint when she saw the dog's tremendous cock find and sink deep into that lathered pussy with one fierce lunge. Her hands clutched at Greg's hand on her pussy at the sight of that incredibly thick bright red prick disappearing all the way into the girl with one thrust. The girl moaned and sobbed feverishly, her head rolling from side to side as the dog began to fuck her with quick strong in and out strokes of that great prick.
Bette writhed and twisted on the couch, her cunt shoving down hard against Greg's caressing fingers. Watching the dog's prick, she could almost feel that long, thick red shaft driving itself deep into her own twat, feel her cunt being spread wide apart by that thickness of pleasure giving cock.
Her forehead was beaded with perspiration and she could feel the warm sweat break out all over her body as the juices poured from her snatch inundating Greg's hand. She knew that one day she was going to have to be sucked and fucked by a dog, any dog. The unbelievable lust that she felt she knew could only be satisfied by the iron hard prick of a dog.
Her eyes were fastened on the dog whose furry body covered the shaking girl fucking her in grotesque jerking motions that were characteristic of canine fucking. The girl's ass jerked and twisted as if trying to get that bestial prick in even deeper, her back and ass shoving back to meet his powerful thrusts. His bright, shiny cock drove in and out, back and forth, going deep in her cunt and at an unbelievably fast tempo. Bette had seen the same frenetic action when Sultan had fucked Cindy earlier that day.
The white fluids poured from the prick-ravaged lips of the girl's cunt to be splashed and splattered against the girl's belly and thighs and ass. It wasn't possible, Bette thought as she stared at the increasingly rapid fucking motions of the dog.
Her attention was diverted by the wet slurping sounds from the other love seat. Sounds that only indicated that someone was either having her cunt eaten or someone's cock was being treated to a delightful blow job.
Cindy was bent over Don's lap, sucking his hard erect prick with delighted relish. She seemed like a starving female who had not had a cock in ages as her wet, hot mouth slid up and down that long, red tipped pole. As Bette watched enviously, Cindy lifted her mouth and her tongue licked out, lapping voraciously at the full, saliva wet length of Bette's husband's prick. Her mouth surrounded that great knob once more, her lips sliding up and down frantically, hungrily, greedily.
Don's hand was moving back and forth across Cindy's naked cunt, his fingers digging deep between the come covered folds of that pink mouth of Cindy's delightful snatch, the creamy juices dripping from that palpitating twat and down her thighs.
Turning, she reached for Greg's prick. Her fingers encircled that thick shaft and she gasped when she found she could not get her fingers around it, that its great size did not permit her hand to completely encompass his cock.
"Greg, Greg," she moaned lustfully. "What a beautiful cock. It's so big. So big and so hard and so eager."
"The better to fuck you with," he replied panting as Bette's knowing fingers created even more intense feeling inside him.
Breathing heavily as her hand stroked every inch of that great prick, Bette could feel the veins thicken as they pulsated fiercely, the smooth skin of the shaft of his cock stretching tighter as his cock grew even more, and she wanted more than anything to feel it buried to the balls in her.
The feeling of Greg's expert fingers caressing the lips and inner surfaces of her pussy, his fingertip rolling her tender nerve throbbing clitoris, the feeling of that unbelievable cock that was filling her hand, had Bette unaware of everything but the indescribable feelings of sensuality and sexuality that filled her. Her body was charged with passion that would not be denied.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Cindy's head sink down over the entire length of Don's prick, something that Bette had never been able to do. She saw Cindy's cheeks puff out as if she had a balloon in her mouth as she took that swollen shaft deep into her mouth, her full lips opened wide to accommodate that thick hard on.
"Slide over onto my lap," Greg whispered hoarsely to Bette. "That way I can fuck you while you watch the girl getting fucked on stage."
With a happy, gleeful cry, Bette rose and slid across onto Greg's lap, her legs straddling his. Reaching down, she held that immense prick steady as she slowly lowered her come lubricated cunt down over his cock.
A moan of agonizing delight came from her when she felt her cunt lips being spread wide by that huge blunt, flanged knob of Greg's prick. Her hips paused, then with a wild cry of unleashed passion, Bette dropped her cunt down hard, impaling herself on that thrilling spike. Her cunt was stretched wide, wider than ever as that massive shaft filled her cunt. Her hips twisted and ground against Greg's balls and thighs as she sought to get every last bit of his prick into her. The feeling of that hot throbbing shaft inside her sent shivers of ecstatic delight through her trembling body.
"Watch the show," she heard Greg gasp as he screwed his cock further up into her clinging, tingling cunt. "Watch the fucking on stage and I'll take care of this hot cunt of yours right here." Turning her attention back to the breath taking spectacle on the stage, Bette watched through lust blurred eyes as the dog continued to fuck the girl at the same rapid pace, his long wet bright red cock driving in and out like a piston, the muscles of his rump rippling under the hairy fur and back as he fucked and fucked in a way that had Bette wild just watching it. Her eyes moved from that lathered pussy to the girl who was wriggling and squirming madly, shoving her ass back with hard, driving movements to meet those incessantly rapid motions.
Bette could look right up between the girl's legs as well as those of the dog's and her own lusts soared at the sight of the girl's pink lipped flesh that glistened between the widely spread cunt lips that were coated with beads of glistening white fluid. The sight of that big bright red prick shiny with the girl's come, driven relentlessly and powerfully in and out between those slick lips filled Bette with the desire to be treated the same way by an equally as powerful dog cock.
Her ass and cunt began to bob up and down on that stiff prick that was rammed deep in her twat. Every time her hips came down, the head of that beautiful cock went tearing up into her womb. The sticky juices literally flowed from her spasmodically contracting cunt, bathing his cock and balls with the warm wet juices. Unable to control her driving animal lusts, Bette matched the rising and falling of her cunt over that rigid axis with the fierce rapid strokes of the dog's prick in the girl's cunt.
Soft breaking sobs of intense rapture slipped from Bette's opened mouth when she felt Greg's hips begin to meet her hard downward thrusts. His cock jammed in even deeper and faster, opening the yielding soft walls of her twat, spreading them to take that huge rod, her hips slamming down hard as she matched the furious rhythm the dog set on the stage.
A wild piercing scream hung in the air as the girl on the stage bucked and jerked, her back arching, her come lathered cunt shoving back, her ass twisting frantically as she began to come. The girl went wild, her ass jerking up and down, back and forth, in tight little circles against the pounding hairy belly of the German Shepherd. Her body drove hard back against the dog as she was pierced deeply by the driving sword of the dog's prick. Bette could see the come being splashed as it poured from the convulsing pussy. It oozed out around the dog's still reaming prick, running down the girl's thighs, the smooth white flesh shining in the bright lights, the thick white fluids covering her legs.