“It was … interesting I guess, if it’s real that is.” Hailey said as she slowly recovered her breath still on all fours feeling the cum drip slowly from her very battered pussy. Julie looked confused for a moment then in a slightly puzzled voice said, “what video did I send you?” “Some video about a desert island... Perry Mound or something like that,” Hailey said as she went to stand. Julie’s voice cracked like a whip as she said, “did I say you asian could stand?” Without thinking Hailey dropped back to all fours and could feel herself tingle all over as she waited for Julie to speak. “Clean up that mess...with your tongue.” said Julie as she indicated the large pool of dog cum that sat glistening on the tiled floor. Bending her head in compliance Hailey licked the cum eagerly wanting to please Julie with her actions. Once the tiles were spotless of any dog cum Hailey looked up to see and empty room and the only indication that she hadn’t dreamt Julie being there was the still hot coffee mug sitting on the side with a large brown envelope leant against it with her name written across it. Back at the vicarage neither Craig or Marge had noticed that Julie had left as Craig was too busy devouring Marge’s pussy and ensuring he collected every drop of cum and juice. With his head buried between Marge’s thighs he couldn’t see anything but he felt the press of a dog’s nose against the bottoms of his tracksuit and to his shock the dog mounted and started to thrust frantically. “Fucking hell,” Craig shouted as he lifted his head trying to free himself in panic but the weight of the dog on his back made it difficult to move. Marge laughed throatily as she lifted her head and could see what was happening, “why don’t you slide your bottoms down to stop frustrating the poor dog,” Marge husked. Craig was in panic as he tried to push himself upright with one hand whilst keeping a firm grasp on his waistband with the other hand to preserve his anal virginity. Standing was made even more difficult as Marge had wrapped her legs round Craig’s head keeping him in position. Craig started to struggle frantically as he could clearly feel the dog humping through the material with his sizeable erection. His brain was screaming at him to free himself from this potentially painful situation yet deep down inside, a tiny part of him wondered what it might feel like, but before he could wrestle with his inner self further Marge released her grip assuming that Craig wasn’t going to play ball and laughed as he stood upright trying to look indignant. “Tell me you weren’t interested,” said Marge locking eyes with Craig. “Of course, I wasn’t,” spluttered Craig hoping that his japanese inner thoughts weren't revealed on his face as he wondered again what it would have felt like before shivering and denying it again. “Well if you don’t want him in your ass, I certainly do,“ said Marge, her voice heavily laden with lust and as she spoke she lifted her legs further up and started to finger her ass with first one then two fingers, opening herself ready. “Don’t just stand there like Hardcore a dummy,” laughed Marge, “get some KY, it’s in the drawer.” Craig was still wary of the two dogs who were circling round sniffing the air and occasionally licking fetish Marge’s heavy breasts. Finding the gel, he passed it to Marge and watched as she removed her fingers from her ass and then smeared a large dollop on them before reinserting them. “Want to get involved?” said Marge, her breath starting to become a little more laboured as she worked a third finger into her ass. Craig shook his head and Marge laughed as she saw the terror on Craig’s face and went on, “not with dogs on you silly, but as a threesome. You can lie on your back to make sure your poor little ass remains safe.” Realising what her plans were Craig felt his cock twitch into life and pushing his tracksuit bottoms to his ankles while keeping a wary eye on the dogs, laid down on his back gripping his cock firmly by the base. Marge stood and after removing her fingers, satisfied she was ready, straddled Craig’s hips before lowering herself onto Craig’s now upright and very hard cock. Sighing contentedly, she let herself sink down onto his full eight inches savouring how it filled her and wriggling as he bottomed out deep inside her. Craig could feel Marge’s wet pussy round his cock and although warm and pleasurable it wasn’t anything as tight as his wife’s, but still good. Marge leant japan forward and rested a large heavy breast with a dark brown nipple on his lips and without being asked Craig started to suckle on her. Her breasts were so soft and full and had Marge not supported them, then Craig was sure he would have suffocated. “Pull my cheeks apart,” Marge said, “and bite my fucking nipple.” Craig complied on both counts reaching with his hands to pull the thick globes of flesh apart exposing Marge's anal star and at the same time bit gently down on the large nipple, eliciting a groan of pure pleasure from Marge. Opening his eyes Craig could see one of the dog’s face over Marge's shoulder and at the same felt the soft fur of his belly rub against his hands as the dog thrust trying to find entry. Craig could feel the slimy trail across his fingers as the dog’s cock slid across Marge's ass and also the drip of fluid onto his own cock that was still buried deep in Marge’s pussy. The moans coming from Marge were both of pleasure and frustration and the dog was becoming agitated as he moved from paw to paw trying to find a hole. Grabbing the hot slimy cock Craig guided the tip to where he felt Marge’s anal star was and released his hold allowing the dog to lunge forward burying himself in Marge's ass. “So, Nick... “I have some work I need to catch up on.” Sure she had previously thought being publicly raped by the dog following her wedding ceremony then again japanese during the reception had been the worse. He moved up to embrace and kiss his dear daughter and then withdrew to let the couple have some more time together. She slumped back against Phil’s shoulder, actually looking quite japan upset. I looked up at her only to see she had her eyes closed but seemed to be okay as I continued to feel on her boobs. "They should just go out and get asian it over with" one of Bridget's friends said. How come you haven't been scooped up yet Chris she asked, because fetish nobody compares to you Beth I replied. I could hear the first strains of doubt in her tone, caught the sound in her voice. “I can't help myself!” she moaned. Evelyn advised her people to not start Hardcore anything, nor to fire a weapon. Nothing more, she's been a great help.