It hurt more than she had anticipated. She could feel the dogs cock pushing her insides apart. A man might have been gentle with her, but not a dog. I... only made it more hot for her, knowing the dog wasnt treating her like a lover just using her for its own pleasure. She could feel the dogs cocking rubbing against the walls of her cunt as he pounded away at her thrust after thrust. It was hurting less with each thrust and feeling better and better. This was so much better than watching someone. “Is that a banana in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?” she said with a laugh. I just rolled my eyes and went to the bathroom. As I was washing my hands I looked back at the hamper and the panties were gone. I was relieved. I was not sure I could handle seeing them again. If I saw them, I would have to smell them and then the torture would continue. I left the bathroom and went back to the kitchen. “She heard us last night,” Shellie said with a smirk. “I don't know how she could have. I released the first shot and my body jerked with it as I moaned aloud. The second shot was just as satisfying as the first, and brought more moans. Spasms rocked through my body. Then there were three, and four. By the fifth shot, I was spent. She had let it shoot everywhere. My stomach, chest and her hands were covered. Then it was over.I lay there, trying to catch my breath as she smiled. I could see that she had enjoyed herself, and I smiled and nodded. She stood up and offered her hand to. "You’re an asshole you know" "yep" The fridge had bugger all as usual and then I felt pressure on my side looking down I saw the sharpest knife we owned poking my ribs. I looked up at Jenny she had a determined look on her face "You will go next door and apologise" "Don’t think so" Standing up I was a few inches taller than Jenny she seemed determined to do some thing. I brought my hands up and grabbed both of her wrists and twisted them back she dropped the knife and it stuck into the floor..