Her legs were up with her feet planted firmly on the mattress. Sweat sheened her skin, which had a faint red glow. Her left hand held open the lips of...her pussy and her right middle finger was sloshing in and out. She was moaning softly and her muscles were tightened and relaxed rhythmically.Grandpa stopped in the doorway to stare at her.“Isn’t she magnificent, Rick? God, what a woman. I’ve always thought she’d be a hot, squirming creature if the sexual repression she’d learned could be. " She laughed. "Right, I am going to get changed, you stay right there until I get back, okay." Uh, yeah, okay." I replied wondering what the hell was going on.My mother got up and left the room leaving to me to wonder why she had asked me to stay where I was. For a few minutes I flicked through my nudie magazine, growing tired of that I lounged in my seat and let my eyes roam around the room. I noticed that the file my mother had been reading was on the coffee table and out of sheer curiosity. Laying beside her on the multicolored old quilt was a huge Bull Mastiff, the dog having to be upwards of ninety lbs or better.MS Richard's had her fist wrapped around the dog's iron hard prick jacking it furiously till a frothy slime was covering the blood red shaft. Karen shuddered and felt faint as she watched the bizarre tableau unfold before her. A part of her felt as if she wanted to throw up and run crying back to her car but another part made her begin to feel a deep ache and throb. Her collar. By now I was sure I could teach her to hang around and act civilized but I would need a good leash and collar to get started.Lunch was a welcome sight when mine arrived via Meetee. After I'd finished I decided that a nap wouldn't hurt me, so I kicked off my boots and lay down on the furs. It reminded me that we'd been lucky so far and hadn't had even a threat of rain. If a thunderstorm came up fast we'd end up with everything we owned wet. Well, it would just have to dry.