Early in the hours of the morning I heard what sounded like her housemates creeping back into the house, whispering and laughing as they entered the h...use. I slept through it not overly eager to join in any post drinking.I stired later in the night as my girlfriend stumbled into the room, obviously slightly worse for wear, she balanced herself at the edge of the bed and I managed to run my fingers slowly up her thigh, reaching the bottom of the seam of her dress and almost the top of her thigh. Her wondrous actions of this sensual, beautiful performance of sexual art upon my cock was taking me to the edge. I could feel her tongue continue to work its magic, while her mouth sucked upon the bulbous head. Her one hand clutched around the lower end of the shaft, slowly it began to stroke my foreskin. Up and down her hand ran, in a smooth action. She occasionally gave my shaft a slight twist at times, to add to the wonderful sensation that was filling my insides."Oh God!" I muttered, while. She whimpered as her body under went eight more orgasms. After the fourth dog was done a group of young teen boys came by and watched the dogs. One boy told the others they should help the dogs by putting her in a position so that the dogs could fuck her.They rolled her onto her stomach and raised her ass up by putting an empty garbage barrel under her torso. Barking in joy the dogs gathered around her and the pack leader mounted her. Eight dogs fucked her until every moment was excruciatingly. He moaned and moaned, and hearing him moan turned me on. I motioned for him to get up a little and I put one knee on the bench and put my other foot on the ground. With my ass in the air, I grabbed my cock and started stroking it. He liked that. “Oh yeah, beat that dick.” I beat it harder and harder and he rammed me harder and harder. He smacked my ass with his right hand and put his left one up under my shirt to play with my nipples. I could hear him about to come and it made me want to.