Before she realized it the Saint Bernard was trying to mount her, Daisy was cautioning her not to let him in her ass, and my wife trying to crawl away...from him. That was not a good idea as he kept after her and he was a lot better with a human bitch under him that she was with a two hundred pound dog on her back. He kept jabbing at her until he hit an opening, any opening, it didn’t mater and he didn’t care. Wow you should have seen the look on her face when he slipped his ten-inch cock up her. ..I think your new boyfriend wants toplay" I laughedButch however took matters into his own paws and nipped her on theshoulder, she squeeled and moved away from the gate. Butch took hischance and mounted her, unfortunately he slid straight off. He tried afew more time to no avail and I heard Mini sigh with relief. I thought,not a chance she was not getting away that easy. Donning a pair of rubbergloves I entered the kennel. When he next mounted her I knelt and guidedhis cock into her sissy. Eventhough his back was stuck, his arms were not. His face started to feelweird.He screamed in pain as he felt the flesh start to pulse out and movearound his face. He tried to touch his face but he could not reach it dueto the constraints of the enclosure that cocooned him. All he could dohis keep his hands at his chest as he felt his skull reshape intosomething else. He saw in the corner of his eye small strands of whitehair falling down, before it was pulled by an unseen force into a. She giggled as he ripped off his trousers leaving him standing there in just a thong. To my surprise I watched Jen stand up and place her hands on the waistband of the thong, placed her chest against his before bending down and pulling his thong down to the ground as his cock sprang out in front of her face. I had made sure that he was well endowed. He handed her one last envelope and she read What do you think? Impressive, isnt it. Remember our conversation about you being with another guy?.