Buster was a rescue. Oliva’s husband, David, took his class to the animal shelter on a school trip. At the shelter, David discovered a forlorn littl... pup seemingly too ugly of form to be an easy adoption. But ever the romantic, David fell under the spell of two big brown eyes. David overlooked the awkward and ugly countenance of the Irish wolfhound and Saint Bernard mix and brought the newly christened Buster home to meet Olivia. She, at first sight, had had her doubts about this addition to. Shoving his and her pants down he lifted her onto his lap and roughly impaled her on his dick. She let out a loud groan because she likes that kind of start to getting fucked. She bounced up and down for about 10 minutes while cars and trucks came and went from the station, not caring who saw her acting like a total slut. She said she felt like one of those sluts we read about and loved it. He came right after she did with a loud moan and filled her with another load of cum.As she fell off his. With my b*o out with friends camping, and s*s out most of the time, I got ready for lots of nudity, and jerking off. At least that was what I thought.It was after 6, and I was in the pool. Lightly playing with my dick, thinking of pussy. I decided it was time for my 'walk'. I got out of the pool, and walked around the side of the house. Just doing a double check, making sure nobody was in sight from the road, I trotted through the front yard."Ahem!" Came a voice. I looked up to my s*s' open. On rainy days we would play. She would roar out. I would screech like a wildcat. She would whuffle and snort like a pig. I would growl like a wolf. She wold baa like a sheep. I would whinny like a horse. Silence would watch us in awe. It was not often that any could put a cork in that one.Deep winter was coming. Evangeline, the bear, was eating more to fatten up. She would hibernate due to her very nature. I would join her on the first part of her journey, then continue on with mine.I prepared.