"Oh Christ!" Mark choked at the sensuously searing contact, feeling her wet, stiffened tongue-tip stabbing at the tiny clenched mouth of his rectum, along with the insane thought that once again he was getting more than he'd asked for! Christ, there was no doubt about it… they were going to drive him mad…!

With her head filled from the pungent aroma of her husband's and girlfriend's wild forbidden fucking, Jean hungrily began tonguing and licking of her husband's sperm-inflated balls and anal lips, while Carol whimpered beneath him and spiraled the wetly clinging walls of her open vagina up and down his furiously swollen cock. To the tempo of her tongue-bathing, the naked blonde wife established an in and out rhythm of finger and thumb in the liquid heat of the desperately clutching passages tip between Carol's widespread thighs. It was at that moment, to Mark's building groans of lust, that Jean felt the sudden springy weight on the bed behind her nakedly kneeling body, then the familiar, fierce growl…!

"Jesus Christ!" Mark swore, twisting enough to see the ferocious reflection of the wild German Shepherd in the vanity mirror! Caesar… the sonofabitch… and there was no question in his salaciously grogged brain what the Goddamned brute intended to do! He'd witnessed it all before! The vicious bastard intended to complete the most obscene of daisy-chains… and fuck his Jeannie from behind like he did before! Oh shit… he was too far gone to even try to stop him… and poor Steve was out there someplace in the hills trying to run the raping beast down… while he, Mark Blakely, fucked his wife, and the brute they sought was right behind him about to ram his huge animal-cock into his own nakedly twisting wife's waiting cunt! His brain whirled with the incredulousness of it all!