For a while he had believed that Mae had finally run off with the animal, but a short search convinced him that she had taken nothing with her, not even her purse. That's when he got the idea his two missing servants might have gone across the street. Why they would do that he had no idea, but he didn't like his victims getting together. In unity there is strength and Reagan always liked to be the strongest thing going.
When he finally crossed the street, some inborn sense cautioned him against going straight up to the door to knock, so he had begun trying the windows until he had struck the jackpot. Now all he had to do was wait until young Andersen showed up and he would have more fun than he'd had in years.
Reagan went back outside but didn't return to the bedroom window. It was hard, but he knew it would be best to wait near the front of the house for Andersen. He still had ears, however, and from time to time he thought he could hear strangled moans and high-pitched cries coming from the back of the house.
Mae's naked belly was beginning to boil as her head worked slavishly between her blonde companion's shuddering thighs. The older girl could feel her own excited vaginal muscles clutching and releasing of their own volition as the hotly throbbing area between her legs became saturated with her liquid passion. It was clear that something was going to have to be done about her own needs soon, but she hated to give up the obscene delight she was receiving from her lovely neighbor's endlessly climaxing cunt. Thrusting her tongue deep up into Jill's hungrily gaping pussy, Mae slowly rose to her knees, spreading them to climb down over the blonde young girl's exquisitely curved nakedness, positioning herself so that her exposed cunt and widespread buttocks were directly over Jill's face. The younger girl whimpered under her, and Mae waited patiently to see what her response would be to the moist hungry genitals poised so invitingly near.
To Jill the sensual display of Mae's pinkly glistening cunt lips only a tongue's length away, was a mouth watering sight. She knew what was expected of her and what she wanted to do, but she was still having difficulty breathing, no longer certain whether she had cum or was cumming, she had climaxed so many times. Her very strength was sapped by the constantly spiraling sensations that ripped periodically through her erotically trembling body. Her heart pounded, her mind seemed to float on clouds of bliss, nothing else mattered but the endless ecstasy…
The huge German shepherd, Hector, had watched the two nakedly squirming bodies on the bed with white-hot interest, his trained animal instincts making him keenly aware of what they were doing. Now as he saw his familiar Mae crawl up on her hands and knees, her face buried between the golden-haired girl's widely yawning legs, his eyes locked hungrily onto his dark-haired friend's upraised buttocks. It was almost as if their nakedly spread beauty was calling his name. The big animal's nostrils were filled with the hot scent of passion flowing from between the two women's lewdly writhing bodies and new life stirred in Hector's hairy loins as he rose to his feet and moved pantingly toward the bed.
Both girls felt his weight as he jumped up next to them but only Jill could see his handsome face as it moved in to sniff hungrily at Mae's exposed genitals. The black wet tip of his nose actually touched the dark-haired girl's tiny puckered anal lips.
"Ooooooohhh God, is that what I think it is?" Mae gasped, her mouth breaking contact with Jill's wetly raging pussy for the first time. She drew a much needed breath.
"It's-It's Hector's nose!" Jill gasped, her heart leaping at the sight of the big animal. "Was it cold?"
"Like an ice cube," Mae said with a small passionate shudder. "H-He's sniffing my asshole, isn't he?"
"Yes," the fascinated young blonde replied, feeling her excitement lewdly mount at the spectacular view above her.
"I… I think he wants to… fuck me," Mae gasped out. "He generally starts by smelling your… Aaaaaaaaah."
The dark-haired woman never had a chance to finish her sentence as Hector's long thick tongue snaked wetly up into her lust-fired loins. She trembled before its laving heat as it teased with hot curling flicks up into her moist cuntal flesh and stabbed deliciously at her budding clitoris.
From below, Jill watched in amazement as she looked up at Mae's hair-shadowed loins, the thin pink lips of her wetly gleaming pussy only inches away. Hector's huge tongue seemed to blot out the light as it dug insistently past the tender outer flanges, sinking deep up into the inner warmth. Mae jerked above her from the ecstasy of the dog's preparatory caresses and then gyrated sensuously back against the stabbing tongue.
"Ohhhhhhhhh, God… reach up and guide his cock into me, Jill," the older girl lewdly cried. "I've got to have it… got to…"
Jill looked back but the dog's penis was nowhere in sight so she reached cautiously back to grasp its hairy sheath with her fingers, feeling the thickening hardness growing excitedly inside. While she crooned soft reassuring sounds to the dog she tenderly massaged the heavy animal cock, gasping as the scarlet cone-shaped shaft suddenly emerged, warm, wet, and glistening.
The panting animal immediately mounted Mae's longing hips, working in close on his hind legs above Jill's face, his huge cock dancing madly in the passion-soaked crevice between the lewdly offered buttocks.
"Do it, Jill, please… Help him get into me!" Mae feverishly begged, obscenely undulating her ass-cheeks back in search of the hardened spear of animal flesh, wanting it to fill her sizzling vaginal passage. She tried to look back between her legs to watch, but all she could see were Jill's nakedly swollen breasts, then her frantic eyes found the dresser mirror and she could see it all reflected as she saw Jill's hand guiding that long pointed rod of animal flesh toward her pink wet cuntal passage. She felt Hector's forelegs grip tightly around her naked waist, then sensed the first seating contact with her hungrily clasping pussy mouth.
"Now, Hector, do it! Fuck Mae… fuck her! And then… Oh God, then… I want you to fuck me…!" Jill hardly recognized her own wanton voice, hoarse with an all-consuming lust.
Never in his young life had Bob Andersen seen such an unbelievable sight. He forgot to breathe as his stunned eyes took in the obscene three-way spectacle before him, and worst of all, there was no doubt that it was his own supposedly innocent wife lying on the bottom of the pile of squirming flesh and hammering fur.
He had taken a taxi home, begging the driver to hurry no matter how many traffic laws he broke. Bill Reagan was waiting for him as he bounced out of the cab, carelessly throwing the driver a ten dollar bill. Reagan led him inside, whispering that everything was all right, but the young husband's heart froze as he heard what he thought were moans of pain coming from the bedroom.