Too much to drink

Duke was now licking at her backside cleaning up the mess he had just made. I could hear his large sloppy tongue swiping back and forth across her rosy buttocks, than digging its way into her used swollen vagina. Sara continued to groan under her breath softly as his tongue traveled across her. Finally he finished with his licking and walked proudly out of the bathroom, tail wagging behind him. I grabbed the still damp rag and began to clean off my girlfriend, wiping my cum off of her face and back. I sit down behind her flushed butt cheeks to look at her drool covered butthole and swollen, red, slimy vagina. Her pussy still laid open from having had the dogs massive knot wedged into it. I watch as streams of Duke’s cum continues to run out of her stretched hole, with the rag I wipe at her worn, swollen lips and pull Duke’s damp matted hair out of her crotch. The entire bathroom stunk of wet dog, urine and sweaty, taboo sex. When I thought I had cleaned Sara up well enough I pick her up off of the toilet and carry her back towards our bed, warm streams of Duke’s cum still running out of her vagina and onto my thighs and legs. I cover Sara up and we lay together in the expanding pool of our pets cum that was out of her. In the morning as I sat at the kitchen drinking my coffee and reading the paper, I watch Sara as she heads delicately down the steps, she walked very slowly and a bit bow legged, looking as if she had just gotten off of a horse, she sits her backside gingerly in one of our kitchen chairs and lets out a low whimper. “You OK?” I ask her while looking at the bags under her eyes and clumps of her cum pasted together hair. “I am never partying like that again, everything hurts my head is pounding, I must of fallen because I have scratches all over my hips and my butt and crotch are totally killing me” she says. “that’s odd” I say petting Duke’s head from beneath the table. “Duke sure has some nice new tricks” I say happily to myself.