"Oh, fuck!" she suddenly shrieked, writhing her exploding cunt back around the animal's wildly thrusting prick. "I'm coming… coming! Oh, fuck, how I'm coming!"
Shivering from head to toe as her inflamed pussy began convulsing around the length of his cock, Abby was swept up into the wildest orgasm she'd ever had. The ecstasy was further intensified when she felt the animal's hot, slippery dog-jism gushing out of his prick.
"Yes, Scotty!" she shrieked as the collie's hot cum shot up into her sizzling pussy-hole. "Cream me good, you sweet fucker!" Collapsing under the dog's weight, Abby could hear Mae calling to her pet from the back door. There was a broad smile of contentment on the reverend's wife's face as she watched the exhausted dog slowly wander back to the house.
CHAPTER SEVEN
After church the following Sunday, Reverend Walker once more asked Marci to stay and work on the plans for the upcoming picnic. Anxious to be fucked by his big man-sized cock again, the cute youngster readily agreed.
"Well," said the reverend when the last of the congregation had gone. "I guess we better get busy."
"Yeah," she agreed. "Let's go downstairs and get busy on that cot."
"You naughty little girl," he scolded. "You're acting like you want to fuck."
"You better believe it!" she exclaimed, taking his hand to lead him downstairs.
"I guess we might as well get undressed," suggested the reverend when they were standing by the cot.
"Good thinking, Rev," she agreed, kicking off her shoes.
Within a matter of a few seconds, they were both stark naked. Marci could feel the hot juices boiling out of her horny little cunt as she stared at his deliciously swollen boner again.
"Get on the cot," she whispered. "I can't wait any longer."
As the reverend lay on his back with his hands behind his head, Marci straddled his chest, and, with a knee folded on either side of his head, she began grinding her oozing pussy down against his mouth.