My face was nearly the same. Still the same vague resemblance to that Milla Jovovich girl, the one that can't act. But the rest of my body was quite...different. It was definitely curvier. While my face looked the same fourteen years old (or maybe now a little younger,) my body had filled out a bit. I was still skinny, and curvy perhaps isn't really the word, but my hips were a bit wider, and my ass a bit more curved. If that ass got any sexier I was going to have to try fucking it. It seemed like I was ripped back to consciousness in no time, as I felta stream of hot urine splash across my face. I heard laughter, but itwas too far away to make any sense. If Master and his friend were up onthe porch, who was pissing on me? Then I felt a rough, wet nose sniffme. More laughter. It was a dog. Master's dog. Master's huge dog and Isomewhere deep inside I knew that I would eventually be his bitch.But not tonight. "She ain't ready for you yet, King" I heard Master say,"But don't. She went on to say that they did it two more times that night. The other girls were then after her to tell who this miracle lover could be. She sheepishly answered, "Art". My chest puffed out a country mile when I realized that was my sister Jen talking. After what Jen had said it was so quiet you could have heard a pin drop.The last girl to talk was Sally Thomas. She said that she could not describe her first time because she had not had it yet. She was a really quiet and shy girl and had. ...... He lifted his legs!!!!!!Now she has the free access to his ass hole. She knew there is no need to act ignorant. He knew she would do it. And so she opened her mouth wide pushed out her tongue and began to give long hard strokes at the crack of his ass. He pulled the cheeks wide with both arms on his ass cheeks and made more room for her. He had not washed the place for some hours and so a mixed smell of sweat urine and shit emanated from the rough hair around his asshole. The hair was.