Bec’s whole hand, similarly covered in cum and lube, stretching and probing Mom’s cunt for the first time. I knew I was going to blow and it would...probably be my biggest load ever! I didn’t want to hurt Bec, but pure fuck-lust took over and I jammed my cock in hard until I was buried in her tight tunnel and my balls were banging against her fuck-flaps. I could see her eyes roll back. “Oooohhhhhh God Rick, you’re so fucking big! You’re going to split me open aren’t you!!!”I just couldn’t hold. Then she felt his cock grow in her mouth, couldn’t believe what was about to happen. She was scared, yet she wanted it with her entire being. “Don’t stop, keep sucking. Oh fuck…” She felt a little drop on her tongue, wondered briefly, was that it? Then he spasmed again, groaned, and she felt it hit the back of her throat. Suddenly there was a lot of it, pumping into her mouth, salty and slick. She tried to pull away, but couldn’t. She swallowed. There was still a mess in her mouth, still the. My mind existed in an in between state. If I recalled correctly, my last body – Former President of the United States of America, Phil Rasmussen - died in North Carolina, at a place we owned, up in the mountains, of what I think was a heart attack. If so, then it was the first time I had ever died by something other than violence.And I died a lot.Jenny and I lived out the years in between nineteen-fifty two and nineteen-sixty nine in relative comfort, as an ex-President and former First Lady.. . Is going to FUCK me!”Then we hear the large loading door clank and scrape and it begins to wind open. Rebecca looks toward the sound, and we cut to the doorway in time to see... A dog ... A big dog! A scary looking big dog with short brown hair and a fierce set of jaws.Charley introduces the beast in voice-over, “Ladies and gentlemen ... A new favourite ... A Kumaon Mastiff – an Indian fighting dog. Very rare. This one rarer still – because he’s not been trained to fight – he’s been trained.