I pulled my blouse out of my skirt, slowly unbuttoned it with shaking fingers, and slowly slipped it off. The catcalls from the boys, and some of the ...irls, were getting pretty loud. Jamal had to tell the kids to shut up. I unrolled the waistband of my skirt and unbuttoned it. I struggled with the zipper for a moment and then I slid it down my legs and stepped out of it.The kids started to get rowdy again when they saw my shaved pussy. Jamal had to shut them up again.I tossed my skirt on my. I could tell he was looking at me differently. He was almost smiling. I turned away from him, looking at the raised designs on the big brass cash register in front of him."She doen't look old enough but she sure has the right equipment." He said, eyeing my tits through the thin material of the tank top. I could feel my nipples hardening under his gaze and I was tempted to cross my arms over my chest. I held my hands behind my back to keep from doing that."She's old enough," said my dad, "and. Donna had found solace in the varied breeds and sizes of four-legged male creatures with a yen to “get a leg over” with the human females drawn to their animal nature. She had become one of those women that doted on their species for steady cock in a pinch when available males were at a premium in the midnight hours.She knew the Great Danes were a mistake because they had truly dominated her to the point that she was worn to a frazzle and spent most of her time on “all fours” taking care of. . pumping a little faster and harder.That's when fate came knocking.I guess it was inevitable, but I didn't really expect what happened. With the pumping back and forth and my dick and her thighs getting more slippery, my dick slid up and did a full length slide between the lips of her very wet pussy! She gasped and her whole body shuddered. I stopped moving. My hand froze on her tit. Nothing was said for a few seconds. By the amount of heat that was coming from her pussy, I could tell she was.