" Sure did. And it ain't the first time, is it lover?"She took hold of his dangling prick. "Sorry, John,” she said quietly, “we’ve been lovers f...r months now."She spent that night with him and came home the following morning looking like what she was a well-fucked lady! Her breasts were covered in love bites as was her neck. There were even teeth marks on her mound,"Oh my God," she giggled, "he was an animal." How many times did he fuck you?" "I lost count after five. He's incredible." Do you. But Mum was lying in ambush.“Just when were you going to tell me about these?” she asked, brandishing my race certificates, the insistent tapping of her right foot on the floor a clear signal that I was in deep doo-doo. “I found them in your bag when I was getting your running kit to wash.”“I’m sorry,” I said. “I wasn’t feeling well last night and this morning was a rush. I completely forgot.”Mum tried to give a snort of derision, but it went wrong about half way through and turned into a belly. He went over to an empty one and sat down. The girls tending bar were working the tables also; while he waited for one to get to him, he sat back and took in the scene.It was pleasantly festive. The back bar was decorated with multi-colored twinkling lights, cheap green garlands were draped from the ceiling, and a small three foot artificial tree sat on a table that was draped with a white table cloth. Beneath it there was a plastic Santa Clause in his sleigh with his eight reindeer ready to. “Get her Bruno, go boy, get her.” They yelled and urged the dog on and then the dog jumped up on her back humping at her. She felt someone’s hand behind between her and the dog and then screamed and struggled again as she felt the tip of the dog’s dick pushing into her pussy. It was fat and hot, hotter than anything she had ever felt inside her in her life and he rammed at her. She felt him getting thicker and thicker. He was panting above her and she felt his hot breath and wet tongue on.