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Kris Horse fucking stopped and just stood still as Anne tried to explain briefly our chance meeting. She looked foolish in our situation, she was sitting on my now limp dick trying to explain away a very awkward situation. Kris starred at us, mostly at Anne. She wasn’t angry, but surprised and bewildered. I watched the tense situation quietly until I broke out with, “Hi Kris, I’ve heard a lot about you. Would you like your pillow back, I was just leaving?”
For Horny animals having sex the first time now in the faded light, I took her in. Taller than Anne by about four inches, more Swedish than French looking, but plenty beautiful. Blue eyes, strong nose. Big build with ample firm breasts. She was wearing a flowing white dress that was very thin and upon close examination, wet with perspiration under the arms. She smelled of stale beer and wine and cigarettes. She was obviously drunk and moved in a woozy manner, laughing at us and the situation.
“Kris,” How to have sex with animals said Anne, “Where were you, I mean it’s four in the morning.” “Papa had a birthday party and the whole family was at Jacque’s bar until now. We ate and drank and danced. They’re still there. I couldn’t take any more. You know my father and his friends when they get together with my brothers.”
Anne Dutch bestiality had related these parties and how she just couldn’t keep up with their boisterous fun all night and why tonight she had stayed back. Kris came over to us, me still lying on my back, Anne sitting up on my limp crotch, both of us facing Kristin waiting for someone to make a motion of apology or inclusion, or exit. She kicked off her sandals and firmly pulled her dress over her head, tossed it on the floor and grabbed the champagne bottle from the bedside table.
She took a big slug of the warm bubbly and asked, “Have you guys been at it all night?” With a quick movement as if she was mounting a horse, she threw her leg over my head and sat down square on my chest, embracing Anne firmly, first kissing her hard, then pulling her face to her breasts. She then worked her mouth back to Anne’s; Anne gave in immediately and carressed Kris’s cheek and slurped her lover’s mouth. Anne worked her mouth back down to her tits and seized a very ripe nipple between her lips and began tonguing it. I could barely see anything except the back of white lace panties stretched across my vision. Slowly, as they squirmed, Kris pushed her bottom back and moved herself so that now she was squarely over my face. It smelled of stale sweat and that human-fishy scent. It was damp.
Kris Bestiality thumbnail pictures started to relax and as Anne kissed her breasts, she reached over for another swig of champagne. She looked around at the mess, the fruit, the brown cakes and finally took in the smell. “Dieu,” what have you been doing with yourselves? It reeks like a pissoir in here. Annie, please stop, I’ve had so much to drink, I must go pishhh.”
But Women having sex with animals Anne grabbed her back and kissed her hard, pulling her close, “No, love, I’m sorry about Red. You must believe me. Don’t leave, not just yet. You’ll see. It’s you I love, he was a chance meeting, you always said you’d be fine with wandering… “ But Kris was way past caring about emotional feelings. Her tits were being expertly massaged by a wonderful tongue and she began wiggling her lucious bottom on my face. It smelled deeply of sweat and spilled beer. I tasted salt and liquor. I wanted her panties off soon. She swayed and began calling out Anne’s name over and over very softly.
All Sex with dogs of a sudden my mouth became wet with a liquid seeping through the white fabric. It started slight and in a moment it was almost torrential. Salty sweet love piss of my Anne’s girlfriend. She just loosened her bladder right then and there, on the bed, through her panties, onto my face. A stream I would have swallowed without coming up for air, but this was different, a diffuse soaking in every corner of my face at once, my eyes, my nose, my mouth. I tongued her crotch, now sopping with pee. It trickled down my chest toward Anne.
“Ahhhh,” Zoosex said Kris, “no leaving for bathroom noww.. ahhh.” Without losing too much contact with either my face or Anne’s body, Kristin wriggled out of her sopping undergarments and tossed them to the floor. Kristin's shaved pubic region. Not a hair, except light blond baby hairs. Her gashes, front and rear just looked out at you, begging for closer examination. Her pussy lips were thin slats of pinkish flesh glistening with moisture you just had to dash your tongue into. The inside labia were pink-greyish and quivered in unison with her thighs.
As Dog fuck she moved her ass upon my face, a soft sweet little puff of gas was released. It smelled light and airy with a tinge of sulphur. I breathed it in deeply and as I was doing so, a big sloppy wet one followed; this time strongly reeking of her intestines. I don’t know what she had eaten, but it might have been like beans or something. The wetness of the the release left a coating on my lips and she wiggled her anus, grinding the odor into my skin, it seemed.
Kristin was the type of woman who was very attractive at first glance, though bigger than petite, not chunky though. Muscular legs with a little fat on them at the thighs, edible and chewy. You looked at her and wanted to plug her; she had that sexual aura about her. You knew she would be wild and feel great all around. She was tough though in her behavior, quite demanding. By now her anal mouth was right on top of my lips and sought a comfortable resting place. I knew she was intentional with her placement because she kind of locked her hips in place and just began pressing down on my face with her full weight. My tongue darted in and licked the sides of her rectal tube, the crinkly area at the blossom. She wiggled and helped me get deeper almost immediately. As I probed, she moaned, indicating the pleasure was her’s as well. My tongue went in deeper and I tasted turd, the very tip of a new lesbian morsel impacted inside her. I started thrusting my taster in and out, trying to jackhammer her tight ring into a wider situation. She let out a sigh of content and while still licking Anne's face, tonguing her mouth and nose now, found a way to get her left hand on her crotch and start frigging her clit, or so I thought.
"MMmmmmmm... Beastiality pics that's really good Red, or whoever you are. I know why my love here decided to keep you tonight. Ohhhhhhhh..." As my tongue thrust into a deeper region I felt her ring open a little bit more. Her ass was definitely tighter than Anne's when I first penetrated it, which was funny since she was a bigger girl overall.
While Horse cum swallowing she hammered her ass on me and groped Anne, I felt her insides contract and begin to push outward. Slowly, a small trickle of piss flowed from her cunt hole down my chin followed by a glop of something warm and gooey, still on my chin. She expertly maneuvered her ass off my mount to replace it with her cunt as a puff of wind escaped her lovely butt and jammed into my nostrils, now stuck in her brown button. Since my mouth was covering her twat, the only way I could breathe was through my nose and I essentially inhaled her entire gut's release, tasting the flavor through my nose and throat.
"Sorry, I couldn't stop," she quipped. As my mouth met her slit, more glop was exuded into it. I was now able to catch a glimpse and it wasn't pretty. Big chunks of red mucus-like stringy stuff were clinging to her box and being pushed into my mouth. It tasted acrid and acidic salty and snotty. This was followed by a dribble of thick blood which oozed into my gaping throat, mixing with the goo. As my tongue probed her cunt it very quickly came to a halt as it felt a piece of string. Then the cotton stopper.
This Sex with dogs bitch was in her mensies and having her period in my mouth. I did what I could to push her buns up off my face and grabbed the string with my teeth and yanked out the plug, the entire tampon. I threw it on the floor with a twist of my head and as it swung back, Kris locked my face into her pussy once again just in time for the backlog of menstrual buildup to pour out into my mouth. It filled over now and I almost choked there was so much. She started laughing and Anne lost her concentration for minute.
"Eat it up, you cockhead, how dare you try and fuck my girlfriend, shit licker." I couldn't tell if she was genuinely mad or just putting on a front to scare Anne into feeling guilty. She definitely was enjoying it because as soon as her pussy released its load, two of her fingers jammed up the top part to rework her clit button.