I live near Moscow in a small town, 10 km from the roundabout. My house is located on the outskirts, where the city is bordered by forest, and the river is not far along the forest. This is a favorite vacation spot of our citizens, and this rest has always stood and stands on three pillars: bathing, drinking, fucking. On warm summer evenings, the forest is simply teeming with people. Everyone chooses a lesson to your taste. Who is splashing in the water, sometimes even in a naked form, who is exhibitioning on the beach in the same form, who is drinking half a liter in a clearing, and who is fucking in the bushes. Recently, I am in this forest almost every day - walking a dog ...

Four years ago, my daughter was returning from school and heard a quiet whimper coming from the undergrowth along the fence. She parted the branches and saw a white fluffy puppy curled up, small and defenseless. The puppy had a broken paw and there was practically no chance of survival; he would inevitably die of starvation. My daughter regretted and took the puppy with her. At home there was a long abuse with my mother, who was an ardent hater of all animals, but with a two-vote margin (three against one), it was decided to leave the puppy in the family. Upon closer inspection, the puppy turned out to be a girl, and after going through the many options she was given the name - Tom. Her paw gradually healed and, despite its sub-background origins, a year later Tomka turned into a beautiful pedigree bitch. Everyone says that it is Caucasian, but I doubt it, because Caucasians are all very angry, and Tomka is on the contrary kind and very affectionate, everyone loves her, and now she is like me, just like the second daughter.

Every evening I take the dog on a leash and we go for a walk in the forest, to the river. In the forest, the leash is removed and Tomka, squealing with joy, begins to rush between the trees, across the meadows, sniffing everything with her black nose, rummaging through the leaves, as if searching for something ... Maybe looking for her dog's happiness. With this doggy happiness, some kind of tension came out. Because of her size, Tomka could not find a bridegroom. All the males, to which she showed sympathy, cowardly pressed their tail and shamefully retreated somewhere far away from such a large woman. And Tomka only long and unrequitedly barked after them: “Where are you, stupid, come to me, let's play!” Apparently it all upset her greatly and she went home, sadly looking at her feet, thinking about herself, about the babe. I stopped and Toma poked at me, somewhere under my arm or between my legs and stood still, but I stroked it, twisted it behind my ears, in my ears, ruffled my fur and gently said: “Good you are my dog! The best dog ever! Yes, do not worry you so! There will be a holiday on your street too! Eh ... all of you are women of the same ... ”She was cheerful again, began to wag her tail and again began to search, run, smell, rake leaves ...

Life went on. So two years flew by unnoticed ... It happened before last summer, in July. Tomka then had another heat. It was evening. As always, we went for a walk. We walked along the path, Tom in front, I'm behind. Despite July, the evening was cold and deserted in the forest. We have not met a single person. I whistled some melody and planed a stick, tested a brand-new, just-presented Swiss penknife.

Suddenly Tomka stopped. The path went to the right and Toma stood still, looking there, around the bend. I went to the dog and understood everything. A German shepherd dog stood on the footpath, and it was obviously a black dog. He pulled his neck in our direction and sniffed the air. Ten meters behind him, the hostess accelerated her pace. “Hans! Sit down! ”She shouted to her German. And then to me - “Who are you, not a boy?” - “No, do not worry! Girl! Bitch! "- I replied loudly." Ahhh ... Well then, okay, but then I was afraid, they would even take off ... Walk, Hans, walk! Meet the girl ... "Hans immediately jumped off in five jumps turned up next to us.He immediately sniffed Tomkin's ass, as is customary in dogs when meeting, and at once okhuel. His body trembled, he whined and climbed over to kissing my girl. Tomka, too, evidently imbued with feelings for this Negro, so to speak at first glance, because she moaned affectionately and languidly in response. In general, the dogs engaged in each other, not paying any attention to me.

Meanwhile, the mistress approached me. She was a woman of about forty-five, with glasses, with wrinkles that had already begun to appear, but not yet so strongly manifested. Red, dyed hair. Plump, unpainted lips. Wearing a colorful, green-brown jacket, blue sweatpants, green rubber boots.

“Oh, what a beauty!” She admired, and immediately identified the woman’s trained eye, “Wow! Do we have critical days? ”I nodded. - “Yes, yes, yes!” - “Oh, what about now? Now I’ll not tear my boy away, ”-“ Well, let them ... walk, ”-“ Yes-ah ... but do you mind? They are now ... it is ... mating! "- she carefully chose the words, -" Well, they have such a dog's life! "-" Oh, how good it is! "- she suddenly rejoiced, -" It's good that you do not mind! And then we have such problems with Gansik, he is not a club and no one is allowed to visit him. But he wants it so much, you can’t imagine ... ”-“ We are also not club-like and we also need ... ”-“ Yes-ah ... I understand you so much ... How good that I am you I met ... Only somehow uncomfortable here ... on the path ... someone else will go, startle them! ”-“ And let's go there, ”- I nodded my head, -“ There is a cozy clearing there ... ” “Let's go, of course let's go!” How nice that I ... we met you ... let's get acquainted. Zhanna Nikolavna "-" Sergey, "-" Very pleased, "-" And to me, very ... "

We left the path and went to the meadow. Obedient Tomka ran after me, the German jumped behind her. In the clearing, we sat on a log, and the dogs continued their work. For a while they rode across the meadow, now side by side, now through each other, then at each other. Running in, they stopped, licking and sniffing at each other's muzzles. Then they got into position "69" and licked and sniffed each other already behind. From the shaggy prick of Hans got out a long and thin, all so rosy, doggy dick. Finally, the dog could not stand it and climbed on Tomka. Tomka readily lifted her tail. Screamed. Directed her to mean dog. Started to fuck. I kept staring, as Hans fucked my dog, often-often wiggling his ass. The feeling is as if you are present during the defloration of your daughter. Excitement of dogs passed on to me. I, like Hans, got up.

I took a deep breath and glanced out at the corner of my eye: Jeanne Nikolavna. Her cheeks were reddened strongly; apparently, what was happening did not leave her calm. She, too, glanced at me and smiled: “My son is trying my best! Now they have it for a long time, at least half an hour. "-" Let the kids ... frolic ... "We were silent for a while. I already have hard eggs. No, definitely you have to do something about it. I got up, nervously nagging, walked ... I kicked a couple of cones. The woman also got up, stretched. “You know how I sometimes envy them ... dogs,” - “Envy? Why? ”-“ They are not like us. They want each other and do not think about what is bad, what is good, ”she stopped at the pine. I slowly approached her, carefully looked into her eyes. “And they really do not do anything bad ...” - “Yes, everything is good for them and everything is correct. Your dog is in heat and she has to find a man for herself ... ”- her voice suddenly became deafer. - “And what should a woman whose estrus is already the second year do?” - I got dark in my eyes and in the dark by inertia I took two more steps.

Tensed member like a compass showing the direction of movement. I sniffed the air and suddenly caught the smell of this woman, not perfume, not deza, namely, the woman, the smell of pussy flowed. I also felt like a dog, dog smelling the bitch. My dick sticking out under the pants, Joan rested just above her mouth (there is a contact), my hands slid over her thighs and stopped on her big round ass (there is a hold), with my whole body I fell on her and pressed her to the pine (there is a docking).“Male, real male! I immediately felt ... "- half-whispered, half-prostrated woman ....