How many times had he dreamed of doing that to Robin! Of watching her trim young legs open and her pink, lightly downed slit spread heatedly for his prick!

God, he would dream of that and beat on his meat until he was thrashing wildly and spewing his young sperm all over his hips and belly, and yet… and yet he couldn't do more than just dream about it. He just couldn't treat her like a slut! But she was asking for it now, asking to feel his hard cock in the deep groove of her tight ass. That and maybe more…

Oh, what to do-what to do!

He nearly yelped. There was movement in the seagrapes beside the house. Then an inky shadow came padding through the sand towards them, blacker than the night itself.

Just as he knew it couldn't be Robin's mother coming around to catch him peeping through the window, he heard the faint panting and felt the hairy thump of a tail against his leg. Then Midnight sat in the sand and grinned up at them, tongue lolling, white teeth picking up a stray shaft of light.

"Ohhhh, Pete, they're fucking faster and faster!" Robin moaned. "They're going to come! Ohhhhh, that big prick is going to squirt hot syrup into my mother's pussy and flood her cunt! Pete-press up against my ass! God, Pete, do more than that! Fuck me! I want you to fuck me, too!"

"Ahhhhhh, Robin," Pete strangled, "Don't say that!" With a sudden feeling of self-disgust, he realized he was on the verge of sobbing.

Midnight wriggled beneath Robin's legs, demanding attention.

When he didn't get it right away, he lapped out with his long, wet tongue and slurped along her thigh.

"Eeeee, God!" Robin moaned softly, her knees suddenly going rubbery.

She spread them slightly. She reached down and guided Midnight's head high up between her thighs. He slurped again, his wet tongue running over her clothed crotch.

"Yes-yes!" she cried huskily, shaking all over now.

She remembered the way Logan's tongue had licked and slurped at her mother's pussy, and she shivered all over. She tore her eyes from the sight of their fucking for just a moment and glanced down at the dark, sleek head of her dog.



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