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“What Beastiality do you think?” Roger asked. I couldn’t stop myself, “It’s so big, it’s wonderful.” I continued wanking him. “If you think this is big, you should see his!” Both men laughed. When I looked up Keith had removed his trousers, and was walking towards me, his cock was jutting out like a large cigar, dark in colour, and about 10 inches long, instinctively, I put my other hand out to hold it. Keith was longer, but slimmer than his brother was, and I immediately began wanking him, too.
My Women fucking horse cocks head was spinning, it was my wedding night, my new husband was naked and snoring on our bed, but here I was wanking my father in law and one of his uncles. Keith moved closer, “Put you tongue out,” I did, and he rubbed the tip of his cock along it, then around my ruby red lips. “Open wide!” He said, laughing. I complied and gently, he slipped his cock into my mouth. I was surprised that there was no taste or smell, but the action of having a cock in my mouth, had my fanny tingling.
Keith Beastility put his hands along the side of my head, and stroked my hair, and wedding veil, as he moved his hips, gently pushing himself in and out of my mouth, “Suck it like a lollipop” he whispered, I did. Roger moved my hand off his own cock, and began pulling the zip down, on my wedding dress, and unclipped my bra. While I continued sucking Keith, Roger pulled my dress down to expose my breasts. With both hands he began stroking my small breasts and nipples, which felt like bullets.
“That’s Amateur bestiality enough,” Keith said as he withdrew his cock, “any more of that and I’ll shoot!” “Stand up,” Roger told me, as I did so, my wedding dress fell to the floor, leaving me in my shoes, seamed stockings and matching silk knickers and suspender belt, which had small pink bows on. “Wow! She looks fucking lovely,” Roger said to Keith, “When was the last time that you saw tits that pointed up like that?” I picked up my glass and smiled as I took a sip, revelling in my sexiness, while the two men stared at my body, and discussed it in the crudest of terms, as they undressed.
As Beastiality movie sample both were in their fifties, their bodies were quite soft, but they looked fantastic, as their long cocks pointed at me from their neatly trimmed, grey pubic hair. Moving my dress to one side, Keith ushered me back onto the sofa, were I sat between them. Roger kissed me, then guided my head down to his thick and bulbous knob. I gripped onto the shaft as I opened my mouth to take the first couple of inches in, I felt like a whore as I began bobbing my head, forcing as much lovely cock into my mouth as I could take, sucking like my life depended on it. I felt Keith stroking my tits, then, my nylon clad legs. He pulled my left leg onto his lap, which left my legs wide open, giving him unhindered access between my legs.
His Horse sex mpegs fingers gently stroked my crack, making me shiver, with excitement. “Fucking hell, she’s pissed herself!” He laughed, as my moisture had saturated my knickers. “You’d better take them off, then,” his brother replied. Still sucking on Rogers thick cock, I moved my hips and bottom, so he could slide them off. When they were off, I immediately replaced my leg back onto his lap, I had never felt this horny before, and my fanny was throbbing, to prove it.
“Roger, look at this, her cunt’s winking at me!” Keith said as he slid one, then two fingers into my dripping love box. Their dirty talk was turning me on, as much as any of their other actions. His fingers were now going in deeper than Peters cock had ever done. It felt so good I had to take the cock out of my mouth, as I was struggling to breathe. As Keith continued jamming his fingers into me, he moved his other hand through my forest of pubic hair, until he found my ‘special button’, with only two or three strokes, I was screaming ‘like the banshee’ that Roger had promised.
As Animal genitals I flopped across their laps, Roger and Keith took swigs from the champagne bottle. “Now it’s our turn,” Keith said, as he knelt at the end of the sofa, opening my legs, and aiming his monster at my entrance, “No, no, no, I shouldn’t,” I whimpered, but my fanny was screaming, “FUCKME! FUCKME! FUCKME!”
“It’s Bestiality stories too late too worry about your reputation now!” Roger chuckled as he played with my tits, and I played with his heavy balls. Keith nudged his cock against my hole, then slid it inside, in one long go. I groaned with pleasure, as it filled my body, like it had never been filled before. With my legs so wide apart, Keith was sliding in and out with the greatest of ease. Roger then turned my head and placed it back onto his lovely cock, “Don’t worry it won’t take long now,” he whispered as I began sucking and wanking like a woman possessed. With Keith increasing his speed, I could feel my tits shaking like jellies, then he stopped, and with one final thrust, I felt my womb get hotter and hotter as his spunk flooded inside me, I immediately clasped my legs around him, so as not to lose a drop.
How to have sex with a dog Enjoying the moment, I stopped sucking on Rogers cock. So he took over, with a hand holding my head in place he wanked himself, firing jet after jet of hot spunk into my mouth, I tried to pull away, but he held me in place, making sure every drop went inside. It was hot, sticky and very lumpy as it slid down my throat.
Keith slowly withdrew from me, but kept my legs open, “I love to watch my spunk drip out of a freshly fucked cunt,” he told me. As I was savouring the taste of Rogers’s spunk, I felt two of Keith’s fingers touch my clitoris, slowly making circles, then he increased his speed, and again, I was panting and groaning as an orgasm tore through my body.
Roger Asian animal sex and Keith, gathered their clothes, and got dressed, as I lay curled up on the leather sofa, glowing with sexual satisfaction, as I looked at my husband snoring on our bed. As they left, they gave me deep and sensual kisses, fingering me at the same time. While I was kissing Keith, Roger ran his hand through my pubes, “ When we fuck you, next time, this will have to go,” He whispered into my ear and winked.
I Zoo sex stories was constantly, on heat for the whole week of my honeymoon. All I could think about was my wedding night with Roger and Keith. Every time Pete and I had sex, I was thinking of his father and uncle. Sadly, Pete being Pete, we only had sex three times, each time, very quickly, with him on top. I was desperate to show him my ‘new skills’, but never had the courage to try, so I had to content myself with masturbation in the bathroom.
I couldn’t stop thinking about Rogers ‘goodbye’ –“When we fuck you, next time”, what did that mean? I got the answer the day after we arrived home, the phone rang, I answered, “Did you have a nice time?” I recognised the voice, it was Roger, my legs turned to jelly, and my heart started thumping, “Yes thanks,” I stammered. “Does he know?” He asked, “No, of course not,” I whispered. “Has it gone?” was his next question. “Has what gone?” I returned the question, he laughed, “Never mind that, Keith and I want to visit this weekend, have you got room for two little ones?” I got the giggles. “Yes, of course.” We made arrangements for their arrival, for the Friday night, his last words were, “Wear your stockings.” Then he put the phone down.
Pete Animal genitals was pleased that his dad was coming to visit, but I spent my time planning to get rid of him for a couple of hours! At 7.30, the door- bell rang. Pete answered; it was his Dad and Uncle Keith. The men shook hands, but Roger and Keith both kissed me on the lips, and Roger squeezed my arse, “ Good girl, you’ve got them on!” he commented. I had put my wedding stockings on, under a loose skirt, with a nice fitted blouse, that emphasised my small breasts. When Pete had commented, on my stockings, earlier, I told him that I had a special treat for him later.
After a nice meal and a few drinks, we went into the living room, “Come here and sit next to your father in law,” Roger patted the middle cushion on the sofa. I felt my nipples stiffen as I sat between him and Keith. Pete brought more wine and beer. “Son, you were a bit of a disappointment, on your wedding night,” his father told him bluntly. Pete started to make excuses, “It’s a good job, your Uncle and I were there to uphold the family reputation.” I blushed, madly, as Pete looked confused. As one put his arm around me, and stroked my tit, the other lifted my skirt, exposing the lace top, and stroked my leg, I was helpless, to stop them.