The Heist by freethinker

Rex, his cock now clear of its sheath, jumped up and placed his front paws on the bed, on either side of Carrie, before the young girl realized what was going on. She had been so lost, so carried away by his licking her pussy, she hadn’t considered this, and was too slow to react. Rex thrust at her pussy a couple of times with his cock, missing, then finally found the target, sinking his pink meat inside her. Carrie gasped as the dog began fucking her, humping hard against her, and his knot slipped inside her pussy lips, stretching them. His knot continued to swell, locking his cock inside her pussy as he humped her, his hot cum filling her, and Carrie began to hump back against him. Oh my God, she thought, this felt so fucking good!

Melissa got away from the house to the end of the driveway, then pulled her cellphone from her purse. The number was still there, where she had programmed it in and saved it quickly, while no one was looking. She hit talk, listened to the ringing on the other end, then heard a voice answer.
“Hello?”
“Hello, lover.”
“Who is this?” the male voice asked.
“I’m the woman you were fucking by the pool today…I want more.”
There was a moment of silence at the other end, then, “I’m with someone else right now, but if you don’t mind sharing…”
Stacy laughed. “Is it the one who rode my mother’s face?” she asked.
“Yes…she says she’d love to have you over…Would you mind?”
Stacy’s pussy was already wet with anticipation. “Just tell me where to meet you, lover…She can ride my face, too, as long as you are between my legs at the other end…I’ll do whatever it takes to get some more of what you’ve got…”

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