The girl was sitting on a bed, her knees up and her hands between her legs, fingers spreading open the lips of her sex. Her breasts dangled down towar...s in that position, and someone had placed the word "cockwhore" on them using photo editing software. The girls' face was blacked out, but her hair was clearly visible, if hard to make out due to the photo quality. As Kimberly looked at this, a horrible idea started to form in the traitorous part of her mind. All rhyme and reason told her to shut. But Keryl, despite being an active dog fucker for some years now, had never found the chance to have sex with a bloodhound. Labs of all colors, and the cousins that Katy referred to as “labromutts,” it seemed, were a dime a dozen in Washington—some days it seemed there was one free at every fire hydrant. But she’d never seen a stray bloodhound, or even a hint of one that might have been available “by arrangement” with the owner.Since their initial contact in a bestiality chatroom, followed by. .........Damn, he always kept things interesting for me. Wait until I get him alone, I thought. I will fuck him like he's never been fucked. Just about then, I felt my wet panties being pulled down and I knew Micha was sniffing them. It was then that, Lana asked about directions to the new civic center where I had attended a show the evening before. I began......"you take the 675 exit downtown" and then there was a sharp intake of breath..........his finger was spreading my lips wide, and. ‘Hello handsome! Did you miss me?’ Winston turned his motor up more and just purred and purred away. His purring smoothed over the rough edges Maggie was feeling, the feeling of being alone again. The old oak tree came into leaf and summer quickly sped by. Maggie did have a few nights that were bad, but true to her word, she called her support group and they rallied around her, helping to keep her footing on the ground. As summer gave way for autumn, the leaves of the oak tree turned auburn.