Fucked By Daddy’s Guide-Dog : Mutts Breed Sluts 29

by Betsi Ality

Book Cover: Fucked By Daddy’s Guide-Dog : Mutts Breed Sluts 29
Part of the Mutts Breed Sluts series:

Daddy never let his lack of sight affect him.  Having his trusty, Golden Retriever guide-dog Trigger has its advantages … for all of us!

Marvel as Daddy relaxes on the couch while I treat Trigger to a bit of downtime too.  I can’t believe I’m making love to the dog right in front of Daddy!  Read as I take his load inside me!


“Get her, boy,” Daddy said excitedly from the couch.

He turned his focus to the television, but I was focusing on something else entirely.  From the floor I could see under Trigger and I could see that this was no mere game to him.

His blood-red cock was fat and engorged, peeking out from the furry end of his sheath.  I looked to Daddy and then to the dog.

“He really is excited,” I said softly.

Daddy was straining to hear beyond us, listening instead now to Jeopardy and the questions that came from the television.  He turned the sound up.

“You got something there for me, boy,” I whispered, lying back and taking a better look beneath him.

Trigger walked forward, striding over my face until his furry cock sat directly above me.  I just couldn’t fucking help myself at this point.


I reached up and touched it gently at first, exploring the alien-like appendage.  I’d never sucked a human cock before, so leap-frogging straight to a dog was a little left-field.  Shit, who’d ever know?  Daddy was too busy with the television and Mom wouldn’t be home for hours.  Unless Trigger suddenly started talking I think my secret’s safe between us.

I gripped the shaft more firmly, pinching it in my fingers and pulling back gently.  My mouth dropped open in awe as his flesh slid back, revealing more and more of the blood-red cock.  It looked so swollen and big that I could tell he was excited as I was.  I still hadn’t cooled down all the way from before.

“Quebec!” Daddy shouted from the sofa, cursing when his answer wasn’t confirmed.

By now I’d pushed back the skin of Trigger’s cock so far that it no longer sat parallel to his stomach.  Instead it pointed downwards towards the floor—or at least it would have if my face wasn’t in the way.

I stared upwards at the thick barrel and Trigger looked beneath himself expectantly.  I wasn’t about to let him down.

“The Vietnam war!” Daddy cried in the background.

I closed my eyes and opened my mouth, reaching my head up from the floor and touching my lips to the tip of Trigger’s beautiful cock.


About the Author

Betsi Ality writes some of the hottest dog loving erotica on the market and she does it all for her loving fans.  These dogs have been schooled in the art of fucking and are looking to 'tie-the-knot' with any female who's willing!  You won't be disappointed!

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