As soon as she had her pet behind her he seemed to get the idea. This was more natural for him anyway but she quickly reached back between her legs to... again grasp that wonderful, long dog cock. She didn't want him to ram that hard bone anywhere but its (or her) intended target.The dog sort of settled down when the girl's hand was again holding his throbbing tool but he was not exactly docile any more. Mabel looked down between her legs as she guided the pink shaft to her swollen cunt slit. It. ‘I am so disappointed, Srila. You don’t like me? Have we not been intimate before? Come on!’ As she continued to look back into me, I lost my grip for a second. I put my arm around her and pulled her down with some force. She fell backward and in that fraction of a second I managed to sneak up her sari and layers of other garments and actually touched her soft womanhood covered by her panties. As she fell backwards her thighs parted and I even slipped into that awesome crevice over thin fabric. But the Susan-clone began to shake and grunt all over grinding her backdoor against my twelve inches of rock-hard manmeat while she made a whistling gasp and then snarled as if pushing something out of her. I felt her center of gravity shift as... yes... a third pair began to emerge!I turned the six-breasted alien towards me, and pushed her backwards upon the floating bed with something writhing inside it, and buried my face into the multi-tiered expanse of her outrageous bosoms. I began. She was breathing heavy, her breasts heaving softly beneath her dress. I made no effort to hide where my eyes had wandered. ‘I wouldn’t mind getting my dick wet, if that’s what you mean.’ I licked my lips, gawking at her cleavage. She bit her lip and giggled. ‘Mr. Barkley, you are very naughty.’ She jiggled, teasing me with her jugs. She reached up and touched my hair. ‘You look tired, Mr. Barkley. You must have a lot of stress. Look at that furrowed brow and those sad eyes.’ She smiled. ‘Greta.