"Yes, yes, yes. I think you once sent me a text withthose very same three words. It touched my heart. You haven't stoppedtouching it since." She bent ...own and lifted me up, cradling me in herarms, my legs draped over her right arm, her left around my back atarmpit level, my head against her shoulder. I put my arms around herneck. It was the bride carry, and I felt the kind of thrill that a bridemust feel.I didn't know she was strong enough to do this. I sighed in contentment.She carried me into. Though if she kept developing like her sisters, she didn’t have long before they would be noticed by everyone and not just Justin.“Shit,” she said angrily.Justin laughed. He hit the bunk above him with his fist, “Time to get Wombat, Merry Christmas.” He heard Brad groan and roll.“What bloody time is it?” he mumbled.“Breakfast time,” Tyson added as he dropped off the other top bunk.They all laughed. The kid just about ate them out of house and home. But no one could work out where the fuck he. The arduous entry into my warming drawer was uncomfortably adrenaline-charged. As I began to yelp, to my horror the dirty handkerchief from the previous day got stuffed into my mouth.Oblivious to the gag, I, however, manfully suffered in ecstasy.‘Oh Jesus, this is the greatest pleasure I have ever felt,’ I mumbled to myself,The searing roast plowed me relentlessly for the next ten minutes before the gravy got poured on.When Mbulelo was done, greedy Dougie’s mouth made sure he would be the food. Jay gawked at the site, actively stroking his boner now as he watched the dog mate with his friend's mom. Cheering the stud on in his head as he watched the beast fuck her. He came before the dog did but was rewareded with the sounds of Shannon's moans when Harley blasted his load into his owner's cunt. Shannon knelt there, breathing hard, unbeleiving, her face and chest hot from her own orgasim as the dog's meat throbbed inside of her hole. “Oh fuck,” she thought a little disgusted at herself.