A hand grabbed my delicate panties and tugged violently, causing them to rip right off me. I tried to scream but with the gag in my mouth it was weak ...nd muffled.My anus was assaulted again, the same big something pressing strongly against my vulnerable little hole. I tried to relax so it wouldn't hurt as much and the tip slipped inside me. I was surprisingly wet. A hand touched my clit and at the same time the thing was pushed deeper. I gasped and let out a small moan as it gained more room. “Tell me everything. Do you play with your dog’s dick?”“Uh-huh,” Claire moaned in the affirmative, her reply muffled by Brenda’s soft, aggressive lips.“Is it big?” Brenda asked. “You said it was big.” She began to suck Claire’s nipples. Her hand drifted towards Claire’s pussy.“Yeah,” Claire confirmed. “It’s big.” She closed her eyes and took a long, deep breath. Her pussy gushed. “And fat,” she added. “It’s so big and fat.”“Oh, fuck…,” Brenda said. “Tell me more about your dog. Don’t leave. I am wearing my full dress uniform, with all my medals and ribbons. I wanted the judge to know that I am a highly decorated veteran. I knew that DNA test would show that the kids were mine. I just wanted to keep Ivy off guard and pissed.In discovery I had to produce the last three years of tax returns. The returns showed that I made ninety-one thousand from Ford, and Ivy made thirty-one thousand two hundred from the bank. With my bonus figured into my weekly total, I would make $1750.00. After. “Jesus, she's up there with him, isn’t she?” Christine seemed to understand my need to ask the redundant question; she nodded and gave me a soft grin.“Yeah – your wife's up in the spare room with another man. We might even hear her soon.”I gasped softly again, and my cock once again sent its urgent message through my loins. Christine leaned back on the couch and crossed her long legs, revealing her smooth, tanned thighs. Once more her right foot began sensuously working its way in and out of.