Curry In A Hurry

"You did say seven didn't you;" Julie laughed as a big St Bernard took his place in the queue. Sarah could only nod weakly as she felt the dog rise and his massive cock jab and leave trails of cum across her ass. Julie reached under and guided the big dog into Sarah’s pussy, which was now relaxed and open enough to take the massive dog. Her tiny frame was pinned under huge dog and she mewed like a puppy as the dog slowly fucked her with longer and slower strokes due its weight. Before it could force its orange sized knot into her pussy, Sarah virtually passed out from the number of orgasms she had enjoyed but she woke with a yelp as the knot entered her and she climaxed in a way she had never experienced before, including the time when Julie had fisted her after one particularly Hardcore energetic lovemaking session. The next few hours passed in a daze. Sarah vaguely remembered the last dog dismounting and the sound of the splash of cum on the flagstone. She remembered Julie's strong arms lifting her and placing her gently in a warm bath and then delicately sponging her bruised and battered flesh. She remembered Julie cuddling her to her naked breast and soothing her hair as she drifted off to an exhausted but sated sleep. The following morning Sarah awoke to the smell of fresh coffee and pastries on a tray beside her and she eased her aching body to an upright position, bolstered by the huge fluffy pillows on the massive bed. "You OK short stuff?" Julie asked as she sat on the window ledge of the large shuttered window, totally naked and without a care in the world. "Very much so," Sarah smiled, “now come to bed so I can thank you properly and taste your wonderful pussy.“ As Julie crawled onto the bed, Sarah added, “I have missed so much, and after we make love, I want to take my time with the dogs again, and I want you to enjoy them with me." "Good," laughed Julie, "as she put the camcorder down on the dressing table, "we can make a sequel creampie to the video I recorded yesterday." "VIDEO? You are joking, aren't you?" Sarah laughed nervously, before pulling her best friend into a warm embrace. "Well Mitchie," Julie said smiling down at the young girl who sat at her feet on the veranda, "what do you think of Mexico, bet that gives you another view of your Mother doesn't it?" Michelle sat there open mouthed until her mother broke the silence with laughter, "and you never did have any film in that camera, you tease." "Wouldn’t have known how to work the stupid thing if I had," Julie laughed, before turning to see where Michelle had gone. The Mexico story clearly had a profound effect on Michelle, as without a word, she has gotten onto all fours and invited Chico to mount her, and was again in the throws of ecstasy. Julie turned back to the screen and said, "Seems like she is following in her mother's footsteps, maybe she is ready for the final step to join the club," and closed the Skype conversation, before turning back to watch Michelle enjoying herself with her family dog. Claire excitedly jumped out of bed in the early warm Boston morning in May. This was the day she had been waiting for seemingly forever. She was interviewing for Dr. Lawson’s renowned summer scholarship for newly minted post-secondary women interested in pursuing a career in medicine. … For as long as Claire could remember, she wanted to be cumshot a doctor. Her mother and father were both physicians, and served as role models for her. Even as a child she would dress up in their oversized white coats, wear their stethoscope in her ears and pretend to auscultate her teddy bears, much to her parents’ amusement. She grew up watching TV shows like House and Gray’s Anatomy, fantasizing about what her career would one day be like. Her parents were extremely flattered by their daughter idolizing their career, and they wanted nothing more than for their only child to follow facial in their footsteps. As Claire progressed through school, her own internal motivation, as well as the subconscious external pressures she felt from her parents cheering her on, motivated her to exceed pov in school in order to propel herself to her ultimate goal. While most girls Claire’s age were interested in partying and boys, Claire didn’t want anything to do with the sort, and focused solely on her career, telling herself there would be time for all of that other stuff later. So it was no surprise that when an email was sent through her high school newsletter, near the end of the year, announcing that the renowned Dr. Lawson was accepting applications for his prestigious scholarship for young women interested in pursuing a career in medicine, Claire couldn’t help but go all in for the opportunity. She looked into the award and learned that Dr. Lawson was the recently retired dean of Harvard Medical School, and that he was launching an initiative to promote women in medicine. This scholarship was only open for girls in their last year of high school, who were 18 years of age. Not only did the scholarship offer a three-month summer training program with Dr. Lawson himself, but guaranteed that if the candidate successfully completed the training program and final assessment, that she would receive a full scholarship to Harvard University, and would be fast-tracked to receive acceptance to the world-renowned medical school only 3 years of undergraduate studies. Shocked by this guarantee, Claire eagerly filled out her application, resume, and passionately wrote a required five-thousand word essay on how much receiving this opportunity would mean to her. She licked her lips with a serpent’s tongue, then produced a cigarette, and lit it with a flick of her thumb. I was drunk on creampie the bliss. "Let's be clear," she'd Hardcore opened. Tell me." We were watching and about 45 minutes later a car drove up and out comes a pizza boy. The hulk moved to my head and teased my face with his massive cock. Isn't that pov hot? Steph has already started putting away the leftovers. “Stop talking.” He ordered. It wasn’t as though the other girls didn’t know that. I’ve been waiting for a GOOD male driver not the couple of pinky dicks you currently employ. I didn’t have the strength left for another one; I barely facial had the strength to stand. I hesitated to let her go while her identity was still a complete mystery to me. I’ll take it and beg for more.” “Carrie, this is Ryan; my DADDY.” I said winking at her. “And without a cumshot doubt, so will Damien.