“Hold on a second. I need to talk to my girl.” She takes the seat next to Zaria. “What the fuck? Why are you sitting here with all these guys ju...t looking to rock your world?” When Zaria doesn’t answers, she just continues. “I’ve already given two blowjobs tonight.” She pauses to look over her shoulder to her lover-to-be, smiles and wiggles her fingers in a wave at him.“Yes, I saw that,” Zaria finally says.“And?” Yesenia asks, raising her eyebrows up at the girl. “Come on! The party is winding. Her name was Rhonda and she was in her early 40s, but a real looker. She then got more suggestive in her comments and obviously knew what she was doing."You seem to have a wonderful touch with that brush" Rhonda implied, "steady, confident hands that know the right amount of pressure."I would thank her and sometime blush, if the sexual innuendos were even more obvious."Is it hard?" Rhonda asked."Excuse me?" I replied, as I blushed. Honestly, I was VERY hard at this point."Is it hard? ...you. “I’ll bring them over two days early to mix. These are all trained dogs and you will be there with them all too. Arek will make sure they won’t fight. With you as the prize bitch all will be well. Now pull the bottom of your dress up. Show us your breasts. Bare that ass and lay face down on the bench.”I know you are thinking ill thoughts about me and you are right. But mating with dogs is like a drug. The more I do this the more I want it. Being pack bred by many dogs has been a fantasy of mine. Oma had bigger breasts than my mom. They had really big nipples, bigger than my mom’s or aunt’s. One night as I lay there I looked at them. Her one breast was out to the side, her nipple was pointing straight it me. I reached over and touched it, Oma didn’t move. I touched it some more and it got bigger. The more I touched it the bigger it got, and Oma began to breathe heavier. Oma moved, I thought I had awakened her. She put her hand around the back of my head and gently pulled me to her,.