She left my cock for a second and asked me to guide her dog’s penis into her tight asshole.I told her: “I thought your asshole could be mine today...��But she gave me a devilish smile and replied: “I really do want Wilhelm`s cock there”I moved behind her and helped the Dalmatian babe. I grabbed him by the ankles and he himself aimed his powerful red cock straight to Helena´s pink tight rosebud.She gasped when she felt the deep penetration of such piece of hard meat…Wilhelm filled her arse and. The one nobody ever talks to because she's weird. That had happened when I'd turned fourteen or so and been trying to figure out who and what I was supposed to be. By the time I hit sixteen I had a pretty good idea. I'd dyed my long blonde hair, turning it raven black. I'd painted my face white and decided I worshipped death. Not exactly a great idea if you live in Rochester, Minnesota, a town that had never been on the cutting edge of cultural evolution.I went to Mayo High School, named after. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post my stories for public reading, provided that credit is given to "Hungry Guy" as the author, and as long as you don't make changes other than fixing typos. Even beware of fixing typos, for I occasionally use local slang and dialects that may be flagged by your. I was so totally ready for that.The poker started. The beer and food was delivered. Four of the guys would take little pinches of my butt.trying to grope me a bit. Then the shop owner announced the deal and at that moment I walked in stark naked. Each guy seemed to start drooling at that moment. Except the one non-gay. He looked puzzled. So didn't push it with him.So the guys would start bidding more and taking more risks. The they started paying me for little favors at the table. .