"He's a big one, isn't he?" said Joan, squatting to admire the black-and-brown German Shepherd. She petted the dog lovingly, and as she did so, the hem of her skirt rose far up her thighs.

"Yes, he is big," said Sally, "just as you ordered. I never disappoint a customer." Sally admired Joan's lovely white thighs and shapely hips. She had no doubt but that Joan had a nice ripe pussy – the kind men and dogs loved to fuck. "His name is Shep. And he's well hung."

"I can see that," said Joan. She reached under the animal and stroked his balls.

Sally was gazing at Joan's bulging blouse when a young girl walked into the kitchen. Sally looked up and the two exchanged smiles.

"This is my daughter," said Joan, still stroking the dog's balls. "Jill, this is Sally. She's from the kennel. Look what she's just brought you."

Jill greeted Sally politely, then looked down at the dog. "Oh, he's beautiful," she said. "Simply beautiful." Jill squatted to pet the dog. "Mmmmm. His coat is so shiny and soft. And his cock is big and hairy. Oh, Mommie! I love him already. This is the best birthday present you ever gave me."

Sally looked down at mother and daughter. The girl had her mother's long black hair, high cheek bones, and coal-black eyes. And like her mother, she bulged out in all the right places. They could have been twins, thought Sally, except that Jill was younger looking and a bit slimmer.

"Maybe I should have brought two dogs," said Sally, noticing how excited they both were.

"Oh, no," said Joan. "This big mutt is plenty. He's only going to fuck Jill. Today's her birthday – time to lose her cherry."

"Yes," said Jill, all smiles. "Isn't it exciting? I'm finally going to get my cherry popped. Calling you was Mom's idea. When I couldn't decide which of the neighborhood boys to fuck, Mom suggested that I fuck a dog. It was a crazy idea, but I loved it."