Getting fucked by my dog

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It must have taken two full minutes for him to finish with me. I refilled the bowl with water and walked around the garage, opened the side door and set the bowl on the floor. I stepped into the garage and as I did I closed the door and he moved away from me. He was the dog who had almost been killed by the car a few hours earlier. I was angry, deadly angry. My bathrobe was no longer covering my butt and I could feel his cock poking and prodding in his search for my pussy. He wanted to hurt me with his cock and it showed.

I landed on my back striking my head on the concrete floor. For a good minute, I lay there enjoying the slow build up to an orgasm as I pictured myself devouring the huge hard cock of a guy I had been talking to the night before. I called to him and it was obvious that he heard me but for some reason he ignored me. Directing the warm jet of water up into my aching pussy, I stood enjoying the relief as the water seemed to dull the pain. When his knot finally shrank he pulled free of me with a wet popping sound and his cum gushed out onto my legs and some sprayed on the floor.