“What kind of dog is it?” I asked.“What kind do you think it is?” Mr. B asked.“I don’t know.” I told him.“Look under his belly. Mr. Be...son said.I looked. I stupidly, was thinking that the kind of breed this dog would somehow be written on his underside. I got on my hands and knees and looked on the dog’s belly. I could see nothing.“Mr. Benson said. “Look closer.”By now my head was practically under the dog and the only thing I could see was a bunch of hair and the dog’s penis, of which the pink. As I walked away I turned around and took a peek at her ass as any guy would do, it was big but as with her tits it fit perfectly with her frame. It was nice and tight and round and bounced nicely as she walked, fearing that she might turn around and catch me looking at her ass I faced forward and walked on. *************************************************************************************This was my first year but second semester of college; I had elected to come to school over the summer. The next morning they made the ride back to the Verde Valley. When they got to the ranch, they found that Emmett, Molly, and Bob busy in the pasture closest to the house. Emmett and Bob were both mounted. They would rope the cattle and drag them closer to the fire where Molly applied a red hot branding iron.Rafe and Emma quickly changed into work clothes and went to help. Emmett and Molly were surprised to see the newlyweds and after a short greeting the work continued. Now there were three. He trembled and flinched as the old man began to slide his big meat into his sweet ass."Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck" moaned the man behind him as he finally slid in "yeah...fuck him" cheered the other and with that the first man began throusting in and out of the young studs ass. It got harded and faster until eventually one of the old man's thrust forced the young man onto the floor "yeaaaaaaaaaaah" he moaned as the otehs cheered him on.His thrusts got harder and deeper until the young stud began to fell.