Animal Sex Stories

Animal Sex Stories-Dogs For Sex–a Spinsters’ Outlet, K9 sex for unmarried mature women

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“Please don’t tell Chan that I’ve come back here,” Rudee whispered to Nisa as she got ready to try out our male Boxer for sex.

She and Nisa were in the guestroom at the resort’s kennel. This is a private area where only guests with pre-appointment can have access to. Rudee is my professional colleague at the time I was still working at a consultant firm; she is well educated, and has a secured and well-paid job. Experienced a broken heart during her maiden days; she, as far as I know, has never paid attention any men ever again.

As some of kind readers know, Nisa is now an assistant manager at this tourist resort where a 40-dog kennel is managed, based on a philanthropic idea. These dogs are trained for sex; the women customers are charged only at cost (no profit). She is my girlfriend’s niece and my present lover. She also has a professional and sexual relationship with the resort owner, my uncle Shin.
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Rudee used to come on an excursion to this resort as a result of my promotion. In fact, I just wanted to repay her for the favor from arranging to buy my air-tickets for my urgent regional tour, to avoid sexual contact during the incubation period of my suspected catching of STDs as a result of rape. She came with two girlfriends; one of them took a Rotti with her after he had demonstrated his capacity of satisfying women sexually.

As a sexual outlet, it was apparent that Rudee has been participating in lesbian sex. One of her girlfriends, Lekha was, to me, a dom—she showed clearly the role of a man when travelling to this resort with Rudee and other girlfriend Sumitra.

Rudee apparently wanted to make sure that the dog is capable of mating with her before she decided to take him. The boxer was a good lover as he used to mate with me a few times. My first mating with Max was during the inter-species orgy, master-mined by uncle Shin, the owner of this tourist resort. During the orgy, not only uncle enjoyed watching dogs mating with several women, including his wife and me; he also made love to me and Nisa right in front of my husband. I still remember my first incest act quite vividly (although not very impressively).
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Back to the scene of the trial mating between Rudee and Max; she was now cloaked in a crotchless jean work clothes. She sat on a chair with her knees raised high, watching and following Nisa in moving her legs to the position that best exposes her genital for dog.

Nisa let Max out. He immediately fleeted to the target. Max gave Rudee a long series of quick laps on her labia; she had to be so wet, giving plenty of juice for Max to enjoy. Nisa kneeled close to Max watching the lapping and prepares herself to help should anything unexpectedly happen. Rudee twitched her face and let out soft moaning indicating the building up pleasure in her flesh. After a while, Max paused, making a few turns and prancing around the room as if showing off his pride for claiming a new woman. I know from my experience with him that he had a good reason to brag about; the size of his knot is pretty impressive, and I can still remember the sensation I experienced from having it locked in my vaginal canal—the way it pulsed and sprayed cum to excite my crotch. I imagine that Rudee would enjoy him as well.

Nisa ushered her to go down on all fours. Max wasted no time; he came around her rear, sniffing her butt and her swollen labia a few times and jumps on her back. Nisa was already waiting, she grabbed his sheath, pointing it to the target and Max pumped it home. It was amazing for Nisa’s professional handling to get from just one mounting the successful entry and knotting.

Rudee was moaning louder now. She turned to Nisa, telling her it’s huge and still expanding. “Will it hurt, Nisa?” she asked.

“Relax, Rudee…our cunts are very accommodative. Even auntie Chan could take Max…so you need not worry about it,” Nisa inadvertently disclosed my secret in order to comfort her.
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Rudee continued to moan. Nisa reached back and massaged her clit, sending Rudee to moan even louder. She was pretty vocal apparently, during a love-making. She had to climax many times by now. Nisa reconfirmed she had: the strong pulsation and twitching of her labia and anus as well as the gush of Max’s precum and her juice from time to time.

It took 15 minutes for Max to dismount. Torrents of love juice fell on the floor, leaving a gape hole at Rudee’s rear the moment the Boxer pulled out his enormous knot. He turned to give her a couple licks, and turned again to lie down, licked his erected cock and knot back to the sheath.

Nisa turned Rudee over and went down on her. This was a reward for her in getting some sex hormones to keep her vitality and libido. Rudee is apparently a trustworthy person as far as STDs are concerned.

“Nisa, tell me…Chan had mated with Max before?” Rudee asked right after getting dress. “Did she like it?”

“Yes, Rudee, Max is a very good lover. We only keep him for auntie and very few others,” Nisa told her. This girl is honest; she is right—Max took me a few more times after the orgy; he should have been used for mating by her and my girlfriend Benja too.

“What do you think, Rudee…Does Max live up to your expectation?” Nisa insisted.

“Tell you…it was so good. I practically lost count of how many times I came,” Rudee looked around as if to check if there was anybody around; she confirmed.

“My little dog is a very good licker; but comparing to Max, his licks made me cum right away. Such a large and pressing lick…too good to be true,” said Rudee. “Did Chan enjoy the licking too?” Nisa heard her saying. “This lady had to have great jealousy for auntie…she had to compare with you everything she did,” Nisa told me.

“May I give you a proposition?” Rudee said in half a consultative way to Nisa. “If I come again next week, I shall bring my poodle for you…you can use him anyway you want…but it’s for free. Well, not absolutely free, but I would try your another dog in return.”
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Nisa concurred, and Rudee came back the following week. She became bolder this time, coming with her girlfriend Lekha and another girl she called Bhadra. They were watching her mating with another dog, a black lab Bobo. This dog was, in fact, Nisa’s personal lover.

After the impressive show, Bhadra too wanted to try. It was so natural that women are willing to act out as they trusted each of their lesbian friends. Sex provides a venue where people expose their inner secret to the core; they have aligned their comparative advantages to the same level. Nobody gains and nobody losses. The similar levels of profit and loss have made this sort of behavior an economic theory as little risk, if at all, is involved.

I took a look at Rudee’s poodle during the weekend I visited the resort and met Nisa. I now understand how women develop turn their little toy dogs into sex partners. For the small size of the toy dog, it was quite impossible to avoid touching his sheath, and by doing so, the dog response.

My handling, hugging and coddling of Rudee’s former toy dog resulted in my touching of his sheath too. He became erected instantly. This confirmed that he used to be treated that way before. He then turned to lick avidly my fingers that were already wet from his pre-cum. Well, his tongue felt nice…although the little tongue licking fingers could hardly compare with a much larger tongue licking pussy. But I now understand how Rudee had lived her unmarried life. She was unmarried, but could depend on lesbianism and toy dog’s services as her sexual outlets.

Among girlfriends with commitment to lesbianism, and with common knowledge about zoo sex, the perverted secrets could be well kept. Comparing with dating a man, a spinster like Rudee finds lesbianism and zoo sex a much better outlet and less risky.

In the U.S. alone, about 40 percent of adults were single in 2009 (the U.S. Census Bureau). Researchers interviewed 32 of these middle-class, never-married women over age 30. They found that these women perceive themselves as caught in a double bind: Their single status made them both highly visible and invisible.
“We found that never-married women’s social environments are characterized by pressure to conform to the conventional life pathway,” said Larry Ganong, co-chair of Human Development and Family at the University of Missouri. “Heightened visibility came from feelings of exposure, and invisibility came from assumptions made by others.”

K9 sex for unmarried mature women Part 2

Rudee’s poodle was too small for the kennel at the resort to keep. After all, the kennel management didn’t have much idea about what to do with such a small dog. K9 sex to pleasure women, in their opinion, was the kind of sex strong enough to send the women to cloud nine. It takes a large knot and powerful humping to fill the woman with the climax-inducing meat.

This is just to say that Rudee’s poodle suddenly found itself in a wrong place. So sad for him; his has mistress now adopted a larger dog for her “up-graded” lifestyle, and he was dumped like a trash.

Nisa told me she had to keep the poodle with her for a night in her bedroom. It was too intimidating to the tiny mutt to leave him amidst those large and lusty dogs at the kennel. She found him quite adorable. Like most toy dogs, the poodle preferred to be around Nisa, jumping on her lap, whimpering for a hug, and was trying to stay close to her to maintain regular touching.
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Hugging and cuddling such a small dog, Nisa found it natural or inevitable to touch his sheath. The little devil responded to her touching and rubbing that resulted from fond handling; his little pencil now emerged and the pink tip of his penis was damped. Nisa gave it a touch with curiosity. A moment later, she found the poodle licking avidly her damped fingers.

Having been trained by me the way to induce dog’s attention to pussy, Nisa told me she understood right away that the dog was a good licker. She assumed this was the way Rudee had been using him to pleasure her. It was not just a toy for showing off. Being such a tiny mutt, no decent person would assume what could he do to a woman sexually.

Experienced in k9 sex, Nisa went further to explore the little beast. She held his sheath and jacked it off. What appeared before her eyes as a result of her manipulation was quite amazing. The fully erected rod of the poodle was not “that small.” To Nisa’s assessment, it was not much smaller than my husband’s or uncle’s love organ. Moreover, it was pulsating and spraying lots of pre-cum that can warm a recipient tunnel.

Nisa got the idea and tried it out. After a few suckling, she inserted the erected dog’s cock into her. It felt kinda nice, she told me.
In our phone conversation, I asked Nisa to keep the poodle with her. I had an idea how to make a good use of the poodle. However, as Rudd had been busy and we couldn’t go to the resort for three straight weeks, I told her I would definitely go the following weekend.

Some of my kind readers may still remember Pidi, my hairdresser girlfriend. Pidi, during her desperate time, used to ask me a probing question about dog’s mating capability. I didn’t give her much helpful answer at that time as I was not experiencing k9 sex as much as I do now. In any case, I let her mated with my husky Hick a number of times, but my fear for STDs kept me from allowing her to use my dog further.

Being my contemporary, I have no doubt that Pidi has to live with a great sexual deprivation. As a mistress of an old and no longer sexually active husband, her sexual desire could be unbearable (although I hate to use that word). Living in a condo, Pidi has no facility to keep a medium size dog. This poodle, I thought, should be a neat answer to her need.
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K9 sex for unmarried mature women Part 3

We’re off to uncle Shin resort again this weekend as my husband Rudd managed to free himself from his project’s heavy workload. As our routine, my lover Tintin took the back seat where he curled up and went into sleep; the German shepherd seemed to feel he was indeed indispensible.

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 Caught by my twin, then taught her how.

        I was home alone one day (which is rare since I have a twin sister I share my room with, a younger brother, and then my father) so I decided to look up some nasty porn online.  I was only 15 at the time but already I was into some dirty dirty things.  My sister and I started having incestuous lesbian sex together 2 years before, and just a couple months ago decided together to seduce our brother (his 14th birthday present).

Our dog thunder was in my room with wasn’t anything new plus he would let me know if anyone came home while I was distracted (like with masturbation).  Well wouldn’t you know it, i happened across some animal porn and began to get rather excited seeing women getting fucked by dogs and horses.

My pussy was almost dripping when I finally took off my sweat pants and panties and began to play with myself to a video of a big german shephard fucking a skinny little thing of a girl with his big red cock.  I was so into this that I didn’t notice Thunder( a german shephard) get up and come over to me to check out the new smell in the room.  All of a sudden I felt his tongue on my pussy and I had an immediate orgasm.  My mind went to one place and one place only, I HAD TO TRY THIS.  I got out of my chair and then got down on my hand and knees then turned my head to watch Thunder.  His cock was sticking out of his sheath about 4 inches and it looked nice and thick.

He bagan licking my pussy from behind and OH MY GOD it was so hot the way his tongue actually went inside my pussy and then continued on up to finish by licking my asshole.  I quickly looked at my bedside alarm clock taking note that its still 2 hours before my sister is due home from school (i faked being sick to skip), a good 3 hours before my brother gets home and about 3 and a half before dad would, I was in the clear.

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 Cabin Fever

My woman’s intuition told me something bad would result from this trip. Brent, my husband, suddenly developed this need to commune with nature. Brenda didn’t want to go. We had to practically drag her to the station wagon. Phil and Carl, however, my twin fourteen-year-old boys, were eager to get out into the remote wilderness. Brent found the cabin and made the plans. I went along like a good wife.

Once at the cabin, light years from anywhere, my anxiety grew. No phone, no electricity, and having no toilet didn’t help. We weren’t there thirty minutes when five armed men burst in on us. They pushed Brent before them, bound and gaged. My heart sank. I clutched my kids to me and we huddled in a corner. We watched helplessly as they shoved Brent into a chair and bound him in place.

After securing Brent, the leader approached us with a leering grin. The others crowded around, snickering and laughing. The man holding the pistol waved it casually while addressing me. He said, “Lady, this ain’t your day. You see, we are bad desperados, and it looks like we’ll be holed up here together for a few days.”

I pleaded, “Please don’t hurt anyone.”

“We don’t plan to, but then that all depends on you. We have to lay low for a few days. You see, we just robbed a bank. If everybody stays cool and cooperates, nobody gets hurt. You guys can go about your little vacation, and we’ll move on. I’ll just say this once, though. If any of you tries anything, sneaks off, or pisses us off, your old man gets a bullet right between the eyes, understand?”

I nodded. He shouted, “I’m talking to all of you.” We all nodded. “Now, you guys go sit on that couch and let us have a little meeting. No talking.”
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 Bruno and I get Mom

    This episode happened a few years ago when I was 15.  I was seated in the living room, on a Saturday morning, watching cartoons.  My mom yelled from the bathroom upstairs, telling me that she was going to take a bath; and since Dad wasn’t home (he was out playing golf all day) she could take all the time that she liked.  You see, Dad didn’t like for us to use alot of water.  He thought it was a big waste, and he thought that we needed to conserve the water that we had.  I guess it was just his way of being anal about something.  So, with Dad gone, Mom could use as much water as she wanted without someone yelling for her to turn the water off.

I could hear Mom running water from time to time, and I know that she felt like she was in heaven.  After Mom had been in the bathtub for about 30 minutes, our dog, Bruno (who was a rather large german shepherd) came plodding into the living room with his tail wagging.

I spoke to him, “What are you up to, boy”  He just wagged his tail and gave me a little bark.  Suddenly, Bruno’s ears perked up as he heard mom splashing upstairs.  I guess he decided that he was going to see what was going on up there, as he ran up the stairs.  About one minute later I heard mom yelling at Bruno.  I just sat there in the living room and paying them both no mind.  But, Mom’s voice got louder and louder, so I thought I had better go and see what was causing all the fuss.

As I got to the entrance to the bathroom door, the site before me was one to behold.  There was my mom laying on the bathroom floor with her legs sprawled out in front of her.

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Bizarre Journey     Gail Jennings knew the rumors about her father-in-law were true as she checked her eight-year-old daughter’s lap for the hundredth time in a hundred miles and saw that his meaty hand was still on her bare leg and still making microscopic advances toward her crotch. He now had several inches of the hem bunched and was closer to pussy than knee, and he had started at the knee.

Nonetheless, she let another mile slip by without saying anything. Each time she drew an imaginary line, her absolute limit, she wound up having to redraw it because she couldn’t tell exactly when he crossed it; and besides, her limit kept changing.

Tammy didn’t seem to mind having a creeping hand on her leg. Had she shown any sign of distress, Gail might have been able to keep a set limit. For a precocious little mink that liked wearing short dresses into playgrounds because she liked showing her panties accidentally on purpose, this new game of touchy feely was a big thrill. She snuggled right up next to her grandpa at the first touch on the knee.

Gail cursed herself for not insisting that Tammy wear jeans for the long trip, cursed herself for not making Tammy ride in the back seat, cursed herself for being such a jellyfish around her husband’s powerful father, and cursed herself for accepting his offer to drive them to the audition that would keep them on the road for two days there and two more days back. With the three days of tryouts and auditions scheduled, that would mean an entire week with a man she knew in her heart was a child molester, and one that was not inhibited be the child’s mother. He was proving that, and the trip had just gotten started.

It wasn’t like no one warned her. After word got around their small community, she received no less than seven phone calls, mostly from her husband’s side of the family, people who should know, warning her about his problem, his reputation, and most had personal experience to relate.

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Bewitched       John Stevens was the envy of every man he knew, because he slept nightly with a woman every man wanted to bed–his wife, Georgette.

They’d been together since high school, had the perfect marriage, and a house full of beautiful kids. They had six ranging in age from sixteen to six: Don, 16; Julie 14; Kay, 12; Roger, 12; Bobby, 10; Tabatha, 6.

Georgette was a mother and a great mother, a full-time mother. John made good money as a diesel mechanic at a large truck stop–a trucking megaplex on eighty acres where two major interstate highways crossed. This secure and stable job enabled Georgette to devote her life to raising their large family. She’d be quick to tell you that “mother” is a career if it’s done right.

Georgette had the look men ogled with a growing erection. When she was in her twenties, she was a cross between Mary Tyler Moore’s character on the Dick Van Dyke Show, Laura Petry, and Samantha from Bewitched. In manner and demeanor, she carried herself like Laura Petry–a dancer with feminine grace who wore form-fitting pants and blouses almost as a uniform, though she looked more like Samantha Stevens: blond and built.

As she matured, and bowed to John’s insistence that she wear only skirts and dresses, she looked strikingly like the sexy witch, Samantha. It was little Bobby that first saw her as Sam.

When she playfully made her nose twitch exactly the way Sam did, she became Sam from then on.

When her little girl was born, the baby’s name was unanimously forced on her–Tabatha. By then, Samantha Stevens and Georgette Stevens could be mistaken for twin sisters. Everyone called her Sam. Only the kids called her, Mom, but when they spoke of her, it was Sam. Likewise, Georgette called her mother, Mom, but referred to her as Endora in the company of others. They were Sam and Endora to everyone except offspring.

If John had one complaint about Georgette, it was her stubborn refusal to join him with a group of swingers he knew from work. The swingers were the white collar types with cushy jobs that involved no grease or busted knuckles. Getting a white shirt job was as easy as joining their swinging circle. Few grease monkeys were ever approached with an invitation, but John was approached weekly, and that was all due to his sexy wife.

Georgette was a frequent visitor to the truck center. While out doing her shopping, if she were nearby at lunch time, she’d stop and buy her husband a hot fast-food meal, then join him for lunch. After she’d stop by, John knew a white shirt would soon be along to corner him with more inducements. John was more than willing to share his sexy wife, and had done so many times in the past, but Georgette would not even discuss becoming a swinger.
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BARBIE    Three months ago, I was your everyday housewife and mother of three–two boys, Phil, 15; Joey, 13; and a girl of twelve, Sandy. My husband, Maxwell Blake, is a big-shot attorney with the DA’s office. Cheating on Max never entered my mind, and probably never would have had we not moved across the street from Staci and Joe. I was so straight, if I masturbated more than once a month, I felt guilty.

The life of a housewife with all kids in school is boring to the extreme. Staci ended my boredom and made me what I am today. I freely admit I am a sex junkie, a whore, a slut. Sex is all I think about, and no perversion turns me off. I want my sex down and dirty, filthy and disgusting.

In fantasy, I wanted everyone to know the new me. In reality, I didn’t want to advertise that fact, but I had no desire to reverse the self-destructive course Staci had me on.

I was like the junkie that knows where the addiction will lead, but doesn’t want help. I feared my sexual addiction would virtually destroy my marriage. I’d lose my children and possibly wind up in prison. I couldn’t help that. The risks outweighed the consequences, because the sex was that good.

I love Staci for what she’s done. She took her time with me, got to know me, inside and out, then began her expert manipulations that led me to where I am now. The journey has been a long and difficult one for me, but nothing worthwhile comes easy as my father would say. Eight months of patient prodding has paid off for both me and Staci.

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  Wanda stretched out on the floor bed like a she lion naked next to her sleeping brother Alex. Her mane of rust colored hair haloed about her pillow now, that went down to her buttocks when standing, falling in gentle curls, and waves, glimmered in the morning sun light coming in from her brother’s bedroom window. She noted with satisfaction how her nipples capped her taunt breasts like pop bottle caps, poking erect as she stretched lanquidly. At thirteen going on a year before her next birthday Wanda was glad to at last be rid of her inhibiting hymen. A wry smile crossing over her cum flaked lips as she looked down at the wilted prick of her brother flopped over his left thigh in sleep. She felt like such a cheap slut after seducing Alex into taking her virginity, but he had been more than her willing first sex partner in this, and she bent over letting her full heavy breasts carress his right thigh as she gave his cock one last unsisterly kiss before getting up out of his bed to sneak back to her own bedroom before their parents woke up. She found her purple see thru teddy, and matching thong panties puddled on the floor next to the bed, and put them on before quietly heading out the door.
Since it was a Saturday morning Wanda wasn’t too worried about her parents being up this early, but she didn’t take any chances either, and tip toed around Sparky, the family’s pet Rottwieler, spread out on the floor in front of their bedroom just the same. She got about two steps past their door before she heard the deep throaty moan come from the other side of the door, and stopped. That moan could only have come from her mother, and she only made that sound when having sex with Wanda’s father.

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      “Hey, look at that one,” Jerome said, pointing to one of the cheerleaders practicing in the field, “now that one could make any swinging dick stand up and cheer.”
“Nigger, you say that about every blonde,” Spike put in, chuckling, “but I’ll give you this, Kelly’s rape bait fo sure. Got a booty as tight and fine, and bouncey as you could ever want, and those titties of her’s be ripe enough to pluck a year ago.”
“Who you call’en Nigger, Nigger?” Jerome punched his friend playfully in the right shoulder. “And don’t go thinking you can rape that bitch and not get yo ass whipped by that twin big brother of hers either. That’s one white boy who be a real bad ass mutherfucker.”
“Yeah, Casey’s a screwy one alright. Got as many muscles as he do brains. Who’da ever thought, a jock football player/honor student? Hell, that ain’t natural.”
“Fuck that. What ain’t natural, is that hot ass bitch sister of his.”
“Yeah, what a dick teasing wet dream she turned out to be. Might be worth an ass whoop’en for a taste of some of that.”
“You know, maybe we can do it, and not get a whoop’en,” Jerome thought outloud, and for the first time in years, Spike was listening to him.
“What’s that you’re working on?” Asked Mr. Chumly, Casey’s science teacher.
“Something for my science project, sir,” Casey replied.
“Nothing explosive in those chemicals, is there?”
“No sir, take a look, it’s all in my notes here. I just need one thing. A hair folicale, and the formula will be complete.”
“I look forward to seeing the results Casey,” Mr. Chumly said, and as he walked out, added; “Just remember to close up on your way out son, and good luck.”

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The following short story deals with incest, bestiality, the corruption of minors, and as such it is suggested that if this type of reading offends you, please read no further. The story has been written to entertain, and titillate not influence anyone into following such anti-social behavior. The author in no way condones, or sympathizes with those who would even dare to molest children in this or any way. This account is solely for the purpose of entertaining intelligent, well adjusted adults in the privacy of their consensual, private, sexual endeavors, and nothing more.

To sum up in layman’s terms: This is a fantasy you fucking Morons, not real! It’s for getting your dick hard and jerking off to, and nothing more. Normal people don’t do these kinds of stupid things with kids, and neither should you! What you do with your pets now, is another matter, and none of my business, as long as you don’t harm them.
End summation: Nuff said, now start reading assholes!

At fifteen, going on sixteen years old, standing five foot nothing in her bare petite feet, measuring a solid 37C almost D -20-34, and not an ounce over 98lbs. blue eyed, brown hair to her dimpled ass Christine was the epitamy of the well known term; Jailbait. Jefferey, her step father, was already cleaning his hunting rifle everytime a boy stepped in his house by then, and trying his damnedest to hide his own cock’s troublesome hardons in the process whenever Christine came into sight dressed half naked like her mother did around the house in either panties and bra, or the skimpiest of French cut swimwear money could buy. Not that his wife Becky was any slouch in the body lushious department either at 30 years old, with almost the exact same build as Christine, but only two inches taller than her daughter, and a real honey colored blond goddess herself.

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