She said, "Just a little pressure on my anus and let my ass pull it in. Once you are fully in, relax a little while until I stretch to accommodate you... cock and you will get the best fucking you ever had."She was correct about that as she became an animal, pushing firmly into my cock, taking all I had to give. She breathed deeply and rapidly as she moaned. Her orgasm started almost immediately and continued for several minutes. She moaned and said, "The only way this could get better is for you. He sat there on all 4's looking upat me like a puppy dog. His big brown eyes were so sweet it was almosthard to punish him. But my ass was still burning like crazy and I wantedrevenge. I reached into my closet and pulled out a thick leather belt. Hegave a little yelp when he saw it. I doubled it up, help it under his noseand told him to lick it till it was good and wet. He eagerly obliged.Then I sat down on his back, facing away from him. For a moment I juststared at his perfect ass. . Paul gulped aloud, not looking at his companion as the beautiful girl took his hand and insinuated it between the moist lips of her own pulsating cunt, but rather did he stare unbelievably as Janet twisted her buttocks back toward the dog lasciviously, reaching with her small hands to spread the cheeks of her buttocks and give full access to the tiny, coral-hued anus. He watched mesmerized as the tongue lashed her for another lengthy, avid moment, and he felt his own desire building up in his. ‘Amen.’ The old men sat in quiet somber for a moment. ‘Ain’t had a ‘dogs of war’ day in awhile.’ The old man sniffled then wiped his nose with his handkerchief. Obviously sorrowed. ‘Your right, we haven’t.’ Another answered. ‘I salute the Dogs of World War Two.’ The man said and raised his coffee. The congregation that was growing of the elderly that met for a morning cup of Java all raised their mugs as well. ‘I’ve seen those dogs work over there in Germany, Norway and France. Those French now.