At first Jack didn't know what was happening, only realized that somehow the light had been blotted out by some great hovering shadow, and then slowly he became aware of the moistly steaming cunt poised so near, its narrow ribbon-like cuntal lips gaping open hungrily showing the slippery pink flesh within. For a while he just stared, but then he heard Sylvia's voice. "Come on, big boy, eat it. Eat it like an oyster." Knowing now what was expected him, Jack saw the lewd feast slowly lowering itself to him and met it with his lips, opening them to suck in the tender cuntal flesh while his eager tongue shot out to bury itself wetly up into Sylvia's openly flowering vagina, causing such a bolt of sensual bliss to shoot through Sylvia's gently flexed loins that her head shot back and then began to twist wildly from side to side, the thick dark hair flying in a rich cloud about her lovely face. Angela suddenly found herself confronted with her neighbor's whitely rounded ass-cheeks, looming right under her face, and after a little confusion lowered her head to try and lick at Sylvia's tiny puckered anus, showing so clearly in the wide-split crack of her buttocks, but it was almost impossible because her whole body was pitched forward every time Hans and Jack rammed into her from behind and below. Strange masochistic pleasures seeped into the pinioned young woman's whirling mind as she was buffeted like a rag doll between her three panting companions, a mere object for their collective lust.
Lying on the bottom of it all, Jack delighted in the gift of Sylvia's tender, sweet-smelling cunt, an unbelievable addition to the feel of his wife's pounding body over him and the weird sensation of his own pet dog's cock moving against his own deep within her loins, only a thin membrane separating the two rampaging male organs.
The four bachanalian celebrants were unaware of how much time they spent locked together in their obscene tableau, filling the room with desperate gasps and the lewd wet sluicing sounds of passion-filled orifices. And at the center of it all was the lovely, previously innocent Angela. Never before in her whole life had the blonde wife been so filled. Her whole nether region was stuffed with cock, her face buried against Sylvia's ripe buttocks. How would it all end? she wondered. How would it feel when those massive threatening penises began to spew their hot loads up into her totally receptive body? Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by a choked moan ahead as Sylvia began to climax, driven to a wild frenzy by Jack's furiously lapping tongue, her hot pussy juices gushing down over the groaning man's upraised face. Angela could feel the older woman's buttocks jerking and trembling against her cheek, spasming in primordial release, and then Sylvia was gone, collapsing forward onto the rug in a moaning heap.
Filled with a strange vigor from her dark-haired friend's powerful orgasm, the wildly aroused young wife crashed back against the two cocks behind, her lascivious wigglings finally pushing Hans over the edge so that all at once the big dog began emptying his animal sperm far up into the hot clutching depths of her quivering belly. The hard hot jets seemed to touch off some delicate trigger inside the already half-maddened blonde wife.
"Oh God, fill me, lovers," she cried out. "Fill me with your wonderful cum." Angela jerked back against the spouting dog-cock several times, wantonly drawing the milky liquid from it, choking it with her rectal muscles, finally making it give up in weary exhaustion, all the life drained from it. As the German shepherd's shrinking scarlet member flopped uselessly from the tight little pucker of her anus, the young blonde now found herself alone with her husband, his the only lust-engorged penis still invading her wildly aroused body. Knowing that her own orgasm was only seconds away, the sex-crazed wife began to raise her suddenly freed buttocks high in the air so that almost all of her husband's thickly gleaming penis slid out of her streaming pussy before she crashed heavily back down again, as if to drive the huge pleasure-giving shaft all the way through her body.
"I-I'm cumming, Jack… cumming… cummm… Aaaaahhhhh…"
The tired young husband smiled up as his beautiful blonde wife sobbed out her passion above. "I've been saving something for you," he said with tender glee, and then his own sperm shot up from the sanctuary of his balls to race the length of his pistoning cock before finally mingling far up inside his wife's churning vagina with her own gushing cuntal secretions. For endless moments the young married couple strained together in final bliss, joined by the hot life-giving cum that flooded out over their tightly locked loins. When it was over, and they lay still at last, their arms remained locked around one another in loving embrace as they were finally joined together in mutually shared bliss. They might have stayed that way longer if they had not been aroused by a wry chuckle.
"Never figured myself for a matchmaker," Sylvia said. "But what the hell, I couldn't have my only neighbors at each other's throats. Don't you think it's better to have… good community relations?" and she laughed again, moving a little nearer to the now smiling couple. Warmly they opened their arms to her, but before she slipped into the loving embrace, the beautiful brunette looked back over her shoulder.
"Hans! Come and join us, boy. I think we've just started a new commune." And the big German shepherd came bounding over with a happy yelp of joy.