“Really?” James said. “What’s happened? Only one word?” I teased. “No,” he said. “I want to help and watch.” I adjusted myself and spread my legs, patting my bush and Jack came to my body this time, he’d gotten a taste of Jack and was ready for more! his tongue tasting me and I jumped…I always jumped at the first tongue touch. I patted Jack’s head as he licked again…I opened myself, spread my lips as he licked and licked. I looked at James, taking his hand. “Pet me there,” I said and he did…One tongue, one hand petting, two cocks…one limp and the other about to roar out for a serious second fucking.
James held my bottom and I pulled Jack on top of me. “Help him, James,” I said and James took the doggie cock, rubbed my cunt lips with it as Jack…good old Jack…knew exactly what to do…scooting forward and plunging into my cunt. “OH GOD I LOVE HIS COCK!’ I squealed. James looked at me in amazement…the dog now fucking without help…me lifting my body to each thrust, closing my eyes, and when closed I was filled with visions of other fuckings in my past from other dogs…and goats and, of course, Grandpa. I would tell James later, maybe, of the other animals but right now it was time to enjoy, and I did. Jack kept at me and at me, he was a very dirty dog thank you! and I was crying and groaning and James stroking my breasts as my body moved to the thrusts of this second hard penis in a row.
Our little problem of Phyllis needing more than one stiff cock had, at least temporarily, been solved. I pulled James to me and Jack walked away and I whispered in his ear some very hot, wet words: “Thank you.” I reached down and James was hard again! And I was still ready for another ride…stroking his cock to me and he took the hint; he had never fucked me so hard and I came again; holding his body on mine squeezing my cunt muscles on his cock which softened and withdrew. He was finished for the day…for me…I might have handled still another but I didn’t tell him. It would hurt his feelings. Another secret!
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