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Nothing outside of the dog and the new sensations emanating from my anal passage was reaching my conscious mind. The only thing in the world at the moment was the dog’s cock in my ass. So, I was very aware when I felt the bump of something outside my asshole, something larger pressing to enter. The knot. Could my ass also take a knot? I wouldn’t have thought it could take a cock, but here I am actually enjoying it. The knot pressed at my opening and for a moment my mind wasn’t sure what it wanted to do about that, as if it had a lot to say about it at such a moment of extreme excitement and stimulation. While the mind was carrying on a confused debate with itself, the body was already in action. It pressed back against the pressure being applied to it, the sphincter slowly but steadily spreading with the constant and insistent pressure. The knot was probably small compared to the other two dogs, but it might have been the width of their larger cocks so when it stretched me to the point of almost entering, I felt like I would be torn and I couldn’t think of a worse place to be torn. The instant reaction was flinching away from it, but it was too late and the dog was too determined. He had his legs wrapped around me and his strength and masturbation determination to mate surprised me. He pulled me back to him as he pressed himself to Big Boobs me and the knot plunged into my passage. I cried out, again. It wasn’t until later that it would even occur to me how much noise I had been making. At the time, I was lost in my own little bubble of existence and that bubble only contained Jhony and me deep in the bond of mating. I felt his cock and knot grow in every way inside me. The fit was so tight I could feel everything as his abbreviated stroke continued, his pre-cum leaked, and his cock grew in anticipation of pending climax. I could feel he was close to cumming and I desperately wanted to share it with him. The sensation of anal fucking was different with less direct stimulation to the base erogenous zones. I slipped a hand underneath, my fingers going to my clit and cunt. The fingers alternated between strumming the clit and plunging into my cunt. The fingers actually pressed up and felt the cock and knot in my ass through the thin membrane dividing the chambers. When I felt his cock jerk and spasm against the walls, I joined him. My orgasm was convulsing and I babe was sure part of it was the baseness of the experience. I was not only fucked by a dog; I was fucked by a dog in my ass. It felt so wicked, so base, so slutty, so dirty. I felt completely owned, used, and dominated by this dog, the smallest of my brief experience. We were securely tied. Once my orgasm ebbed, my mind returned to take charge and immediately, quietly, internally, swore a terrible blue-streak at my body for getting us into this mess. I was completely defenseless and vulnerable. The dog had turned so we were ass-to-ass and frequently pulled to free itself, but we were very securely joined. When many minutes passed and nothing had changed, I began to become concerned. I had been shocked at the initial intrusion, then by the knot entering me and what that took. But, when it happened, my body was in the throes of being overwhelmed with physical amateur and mental stimulation. Now, I was aware … and tense. And, Brunette the tension wasn’t helping to release the knot. I had no idea how long the knot might bind us together. She jumped and let out an ear piercing scream. There's no way I could do the same terrible things to her that I had done to Lizzie...? "D-don't st-stop," Mom stammered in the midst of her orgasm, "Keep fucking me." I grab her ass and pull her forward that extra babe inch at the end of each stroke, so that the entrance to her vagina is forward of the end of my cock. It was Big Boobs thong style, but the mess left noticing to hide. She was starting to sweat. It seems like I spend most of the night fantasizing about the kinky coffee shop and the people that work there. And then Tom was in and going at it. Chris stood there frozen. amateur Becky’s jaws were tight with anger, and it was apparent she had more to say. "You played with it 3 times yesterday, 3rd time felt like it was in your ass." She grabbed her cover-up and bikini top, and then covered her breast. Two prominent, darkly crinkled lips now hung loosely downwards, slowly unfurling under their own weight. I run my hand over them gently, but Sue shutters “Ooow, baby be careful, my clit is really sensitive. "Oh, fuck, Master," Terri moaned, "I'm gonna cum!" She reached down grabbing his jeans handing them to him Brunette and point masturbation to the back of the plane where the bathroom was located.