I pulled back and pushed down over it, over and over, taking more cock in the process. When I was satisfied, I pulled my mouth off and gazed at the reddish cock. Without looking at either of the men and mumbling more than speaking, I confessed a new building desire. “Someday, I will feel and taste man or dog-cum in my mouth after bringing it to climax.” I didn’t wait for a response, it was my own new desire, not born from their desires. I moved to my hands and knees and patted my ass. Sheru jumped to his feet and sniffed my ass. He gave me a few cursory licks, then was quickly on my back, his hips thrusting at me. My hand moved to assist him and even the feel of the cock sliding over my palm was thrilling. Like a Pavlovian trigger, the feel on my palm triggered the expectation of penetration and my physical and vocal response. I would not have been surprised if my cunt didn’t yawn open in the anticipation of the cock. I gasped and moaned with the initial penetration, then pressed back into him as he repositioned his grip around my waist and drove deeper into me. Then, as his frantic, a****listic mating behavior fully engaged, I heard the exclamations from both men as they watch the dog take over the mating ritual. My head sagged on my shoulders. When my eyes slit open, I was again aware of how my tits swung underneath me as the dog fiercely pounded my cunt with his cock. The forceful and dominating fucking served to ignite the remaining growth required for his cock. I felt it grow inside me and felt the knot forming. oral At first, I felt something larger pushing between my lips, then it was too large and was caught outside banging against my cunt. I pressed back at him as he pressed and forced his effort at me. The dog cock is good for fucking. The knot is entirely different, hitting spots inside me that only it can with regularity. The knot was a wonderful part of fucking a dog and an experience I knew I could never tire of. When his knot stretched me wide and finally pushed in, my mind and senses were singularly focused on that achievement. The moment of entry sent me into orgasm, an orgasm I was told had me shouting and screaming my reaction, but it was drowned out by the passing of the next commuter train. I only became aware of the train as the last cars were passing. The sudden awareness was shocking and intense and resulted in another orgasmic doggystyle peak crashing over me even before the previous one had ebbed. Several days later, I was sitting on a bench in Sundar Nagar Garden next to the football field. I was watching the match. A young player from tits the far side had just sent a long pass toward the front of the goal and his teammate soared into the air and executed a perfect header, sending the ball into the goal. I have long marveled at the physical skills some people possess. Mr. Iyer was sitting next to me pretending to read a newspaper while Swapnil sat on a bench across the walk amateur looking at his smartphone. Without looking up from the paper, he casually commented to me, “If I never saw you with the dogs again, Deepti, I would be eternally grateful for having witnessed it. The image is teen one I could replay in my mind in fine detail. But, I hope it is not the last time.” “Oh, you’re such a tease,” she says to me. He takes his arms from around me and pushes me against the wall. She remembered the way her brother made oral her feel, but knew how Aeacus would respond to those words. I guess she never blamed me at all although truth be told, I was teen far more the aggressor in the relationship than dad ever was. It was such an incredible amateur feel. “But that’s suicide!” “Hey, it’s okay,” doggystyle Brian assured her. I said under my breath, still tits moaning . Gina walked slowly as if that would help her avoid getting her new ring. “Right now?