Choot Licking

I reached up underneath my skirt with both hands, hooking my thumbs into the elastic band of my ripped thong panties. Wriggling my hips, I tugged my tiny underwear downward, feeling the sticky crotch peel amateur itself wetly from my glistening pussy lips. The two dogs tugging at asian my skirt relented in their efforts, peeking underneath the hem to watch with keen interest as syrupy strands of moisture pulled taunt between my vaginal mound and the retreating crotch of my panties. The Pit Bull licked his lips, gazing at me with a predatory look. I bent over to pull my panties lower, twitching in surprise as indian the cold, wet snout of the German Shepherd prodded its way into the exposed crack of my ass. I could feel his hot breath wash across the tight little pucker of my anus and I clenched my rump cheeks tightly together in defense. My panties dropped, tangling up around my ankles, almost tripping me. Regaining my balance and kicking off my remaining shoe in frustration, I finally succeeded in pulling my sticky underwear free in the process. “Come on guys! Here you go!” I teased, waving my torn pink panties in the air. The scent of wet cunt was unmistakable, steaming from the cottony crotch and hanging heavy in the still air of the alley. The Pit Bull and the German Shepherd pranced around me, eager for the tantalizing treat. I tossed the sodden garment several feet away, sending the Pit Bull on a mad dash in pursuit. He snagged the sticky morsel while still in the air and flopped down on the ground to eagerly press his muzzle into the soaked panty crotch. The German Shepherd whined with envy as he cautiously approached. The Pit Bull hunkered down selfishly over his juicy catch, growling a warning which halted the Shepherd’s advance. Heather also started to strip off her panties. The Husky and the Doberman both nuzzled their snouts up under the hem of her skirt to look into the matter personally. Two sets of canine jaws latched onto the elastic waistband, pulling downward. Heather’s panties were quickly yanked to her knees as she fought to maintain her balance. I could see the small crotch of her purple lace panties was soaked completely through with a shimmering wetness. The two doggies braced their front paws, clenching their jaws onto the elastic band and pulling fiercely in opposite directions. The Doberman thrashed his head back and forth and there was a tearing sound. The waistband snapped, followed by the thong string. The Husky and the Doberman each stumbled back as the tension was released. The Husky won the lion’s share of the prize, coming away with most of the tattered waistband and the gooey-wet crotch. The Doberman looked disappointed with his consolation prize of a small section of waistband and the rear thong of the panty. The Husky chewed victoriously on the tasty patch of panty crotch, savoring the win and the marinade of juicy feminine flavor. “Run!” Heather urged, launching into a sprint towards freedom. She presses her tongue just under my butthole, licking up the cum that has leaked out. I put my nose in her pubic hair and inhaled the scent of her musk mixed with perfumed powder. “I never would have guessed that it was you! The entire house smells wonderful. Titus’s tongue replaced his daughters’ fingers, and they moved their digits lower, caressing my nerve-swathed bridge, then penetrating my anus. “Okay. amateur Wow! Becca then grabbed the beads with her mouth by catching them with her tongue before biting down on them and gently pulling back. There was nothing passive or shy about her aggressive and precise style of indian playing. "This is pretty good Mrs. C. Would you like a fry?" Dana never stopped riding her face, and to prolong the cum, and torture her dutiful companion, she pulled back the flaps of her twat, working asian her clit with a vigorous clip. He wanted me to walk around the site naked, and go to the shop again, naked. She moaned her disappointment, nevertheless, but followed my lead as I laid her back on the bed.