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Supper began normally. The dog growled softly and contentedly as his seed now flooded Misty’s womb and uterus. His warm, wet nose occasionally bumped against my clit as his tongue swiped across and into my hole to get at the juice only a human bitch in heat can produce. We drove through darkening subdivisions. Misty was in total control. “What about him?”she asked. Jan rejoined us outside. “I bet it’s a girl,” Misty responded sarcastically. We drove back towards the dog’s house, The ride seemed over in minutes, the silence totally natural. Jan glanced in the rear view mirror at her two naked girls sitting prettily in the back seat. Even when doing something depraved, she’s serene and
