From that moment on, the sensually inflamed teenager's mind lost immediate contact with reality! Only zealous desire guided her fluttering pink tongue upward, then back to flick several times against the tiny twitching clitoris! Her taste-buds livened to the piquancy of recent fucking blended with feminine delicacy bathing them, the heady tang drawing her little tongue to the moistly nibbling mouth of Lydia's vagina! Eagerly, her hot warming tongue plunged far enough beyond those outer, clutching lips to feel and taste the rippled walls of hidden pussy flesh, then out to lovingly caress the tiny urethral slit of her urethra. Wildly, the tantalizing wet probe traveled on upward along the satin-smooth vale between Lydia's eagerly trembling white buttocks to the crinkled mouth of her pulsating little anus! And there, the passionately aroused teenager did what Uncle Link had ordered... licked the auburn-haired girl's tight little orifice in preparation... but for what she hadn't dared to guess... !

In truth, Annie hardly cared at that moment, the honeyed taste of wonderfully warm cunt filling her with love for the girl before her... even for the man who'd suggested it... yes, and narcissistically for her own self... !

"Okay! Enough of that goddamned, one-sided game!" Link's voice gutturally interrupted. "Remember me... the potentate, eh? And I say, let's get down to the nitty gritty... that is if you're still up to it, Lydia!"

The auburn-haired girl quickly raised up in passionate excitement. "Goddamn you, Morgan, I'm up to anything your lecherous mind can suggest!" she snapped, but without the slightest trace of malice. The quivering tone in her husky voice revealed the sensual lust that was greedily motivating her, and Annie trembled in idolistic passion at her new beloved's fearless reply!

"Good, Baby!" Link, with blazing mean eyes, rasped. "I'll just lie here like any potentate worth his salt should, and you get back into our top-side position... then slip my cock right up your tight little ass... ! Unless, of course, you were just talking big, Honey... !"

For a long half-moment, Lydia only stared at him, as if contemplating the ramifications of his absolutely obscene order! But, in fact, she'd already contemplated and weighed it, knowing his meaning from the moment he'd suggested that Annie lick her back there! Because of Caesar's attack and the unexpected results, only a rapidly growing excitement had permeated her hot naked body and mind at the lewd thought of being sodomized by the big man; yet, nevertheless, she couldn't mentally play down the unreasonable size of Morgan's huge cock! Though it was hardly bigger than the wild ravaging dog's, the human element was involved and there was nothing human about Link Morgan! All the same, she knew she was going to do as he ordered... lustfully wanted to, and actually had to obey him. Yes, she wanted his long rigid penis buried far up in the tightly excited channel of her tingling ass... !

"Well, Baby... ?" the huge, naked police-chief lewdly prodded. "Like to try something a little more simple... ?"

"Go to hell, you sadistic bastard!" Lydia half-leered, her deep, green eyes lasciviously gleaming as she again straddled his aging, big body, but this time with her back facing him in a semi- squatting position.

Morgan watched her wantonly eager actions, and at the same time wrapped an arm around his curvaceous teenaged niece to draw her down to him. He grinned into her erotically flushed young face and asked obscenely, "You ever lick another girl's cunt or ass before, Baby?"

"N-No... never... honest!" Annie admitted, her youthful dark eyes alive with obvious sensual excitement. He drew her down and kissed her, running his greedy tongue over her young lips and into her mouth, tasting the hot tang of Lydia's pussy there. He clutched at her naked teenaged breast, squeezing its firm resilience in the fashion he'd taught her, but she hardly responded. Christ, she'd eagerly fucked and sucked him a couple- dozen times since he'd broken her, and he'd never known the uncaring coldness from her that he sensed at that very moment! What the hell... he'd have to take her in tow... maybe spank her bare little ass again and make her cum off like the other time... teach her who was master... but not right at that moment... not with Lydia tightly gripping his painfully throbbing cock and trying to insert its lust-swollen head into the tiny mouth of her tightly resisting anus.

Chapter 24

By ten-o'clock that morning, Mark Blakely had selected some twenty of the more reliable citizens and sheep-ranchers to compose his hunting posse. Excitement hummed through-out the town at the knowledge of the young deputy sheriff's decision to head the men, their confidence in his leadership obvious. There was good reason now to believe with Mark at the helm, Caesar with his wild-pack of ravishers and sheep-killing brutes would be destroyed.

It wasn't a task that the young lawman relished. He was not only an animal fancier, but he knew the depth of affection Jean held for the handsome German Shepherd... which was actually part of his motivation in determining to bring an end to the beast and its horde. A lost cause, perhaps, he painfully thought, sitting at a table of the Crescent Inn Tavern where he had systematically interviewed and listed the names of the men he had chosen to ride with him. Destroy the brute before he completely ruined their marriage... yet, by so doing, maybe totally shattering Jean's love for him! Christ! But it had to be done, he was convinced. Not only was it the lesser of two evils as far as Jeannie and himself were concerned, but it was his duty to the citizenry of Crescent Valley. He was sworn to protect them, and he could no longer wait for the state conservationists the capitol had promised to send.

Whatever utterly weird attachment had grown between his beautiful blonde wife and that wild, raping animal, it had gotten way out of hand. Now, the canine bastard was paying nightly visits to his bed and wife! And the unbelievable, horrifying part of it to him, was, that Jean was always shamelessly overjoyed! The times he'd witnessed the inconceivable, salacious act, his lovely, naked young wife had obscenely thrust her spread white buttocks up and back at the panting bastard like a wanton slut in a Tijuana sex show, going right out of her passionate mind to the massive sonofabitch fucking his wild, brutal cock into her... his wife's own sweet pussy!

Goddamnit! The vicious beast had to die; there was no other way! He'd completely distorted Jean's entire personality! Mark was convinced that the wild animal had somehow played a part in the lesbian performance he'd caught her and Carol in the night before... !

"What about Link Morgan?" a male voice questioned, interrupting the young deputy's confused and trouble thoughts.

"Wh-What... ?" Mark asked, looking almost blankly up into the weather-lined face of ranch-owner, Frank Clifford.

"Chief Morgan! Are you planning that he'll ride with us, Mark?"

"Yes... yes... if he will," the deputy finally replied. "We'll co-lead the posse, Frank. No question but what Link's the most skilled hunter in the Valley, and I think we need his knowledge with us."

"Whatever you say, Mark... but for one, I want no torture- killings like he brutally pulled off in the beginning with the big Shepherd's mate!" Frank Clifford said. "For my money, that's one reason... maybe the main reason why that uncanny brute has plagued us so! I ain't much on superstition, but as old Granny Albert says, there's never been anything on this earth or any other like Caesar, and there never will be again! At least, I hope to Christ there won't!"

At the mention of her name, Mark thought of the near-century- old woman and the way Jean had gone to her to hear the old-wives tales of a similar pack of wild dogs which had supposedly ravished the Valley almost a hundred years before... Its leader, according to Granny, had worn a gold medallion around its neck, a centurion on one side, an eagle on the other, along with the embossed letters spelling C-A-E-S-A-R! And this huge, powerful dog wore it, too! Mark knew because he'd seen it with his own sober eyes!

"I... ah... don't worry, Frank. There won't be any of that sort of cruelty," the young deputy sheriff answered finally. "Destroy them as mercifully as we can... but do away with them! There'll be no peace in the Valley until we do! Christ! Women and girls are afraid to walk the streets here in town at night! There's never been anything the equal of their animal-raping of human females in history, Frank!"

"I know, I know. I'm a reader myself, Mark," the rawboned man said with a tight smile. Then: "I guess that's what makes me give more credence to Granny Obert's 'old-wives tales'..."

"Maybe... maybe," Mark said, that implausibility an irksome concoction of nonsense which had irritated him with Jeannie from the first moment he'd heard it. Cause and effect: these he understood, while mythology and fairy-tales had their places in the romance of fiction! They were dealing with a vicious pack of wild-dogs that had somehow splashed over into the human sexual world, but there was a logical answer for that, too! And one day soon, some clever scientific mind would discover it, but his job was to destroy the killing, raping flock before one of the beasts took a local human life... and before the word of the Valley's weird dilemma caught the news media and they were infested with reporters. Then, would follow the sight-seers, and Christ knows, the Sheriff's office wasn't equipped for anything like that, especially the protecting of them!

"Does Link know?" the rancher asked.

"About this posse... ? No. I haven't seen him this morning," Mark answered. "Probably home sleeping. He was up all night..."

"You want me to go fetch him?"

"Might not be a bad idea," the young deputy replied. "I'd like to have us equipped and moving out by midafternoon. Why don't you do that Frank? And... and use a bit of finesse with the big-man, eh? He isn't going to like the idea of his drinking cronies deleted from our group. Just... tell him Mark Blakely needs his help; that ought to inspire his ego."

The lean, older man understandingly grinned. "I'll take care of it," he said, moving a step backward. "Don't worry, hell be back with us, Mark..."


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"Auuugggghhhh... oh Christ!" Lydia Newell groaned and swore in her obscenely naked position above the lewd, stretched-out frame of Link Morgan.

She was tightly grasping the police-chief's long thick cock, her wide-spread buttocks seated above its hard, bloated knob, as the heated tip wormed its way into the tightly puckered hole of her brown-starred anal ring.

Morgan wanted to taunt her, but he didn't dare! He'd gone the limit and he knew it. Besides, the lurid sight of her eager white ass so obscenely spread open, and her fevered concentration on worming the nozzle of his massively heated penis into the stretching, babyish lips of her own anal cavity was more than he'd ever bargained for!

He clutched at Annie's naked young body, both of them watching as the straining bachelorette worked the spongy, inflamed head into her tiny orifice. Lydia squirmed and wriggled her lewdly squatting, taut buttocks around and down in her impatience to get the thick rod of hardened flesh up into her unbelievably stretched rectal hole!

"Jesus Christ! You ever see anything like that?" Morgan blurted, making teasing little up and down pelvic motions while Annie passionately watched through lust-mesmerized eyes.

To the nakedly watchful girl, the sensual heiress seemed almost greedily frantic as she lowered herself down onto the thick rod of hotly throbbing flesh. The grunting little whimpers of torment she emitted were wildly charging Annie's passion-flushed loins beyond belief!

"Oh... oooohhhh!" the teenager suddenly gasped, as if the massively thick shaft was impaling her own rectal passage! She writhed away from her naked uncle, getting to her knees and scampering around to confront the perspiring attractive face of Lydia. She moved up slightly between Morgan's wide-spread legs and suddenly took in her tender hand, one of the auburn-haired girl's firm, warm breasts with a sympathetic--even if masochistic- -envy! "D... Does it hurt, Lydia... ? Hurt... beautifully?"

"Oooohhh... ooohhh God, Baby!" the glazed, emerald-eyed girl cried. "I... I... oh... it's horrible... horribly beautiful... ! I love it... !"

Morgan leered in animal lust, watching the naked young woman wantonly gyrate her full, crescent-shaped white hips down... down, inch by tortured inch onto his burning length of hardened, hotly pulsating cock! Uncontrollable grunts of whorish desire bubbled obscenely out of her as she strained ever downward, until at last her softly yielding ass-cheeks were pressed flat against his hairy pelvis. She was so tight that it felt as if she'd ripped his foreskin back; he could swear there was nothing but bloody, raw meat impaling her hotly constricting rectum! He choked out a series of lewd sounds, almost fearfully beginning a circular motion in an effort to lessen the searing stranglehold the rubbery sleeve of her gripping channel had on his cramming, painfully hard cock! Momentarily, his stretching actions paid off, and he began to croon out guttural half-groans of animal delight as he thrust upward with sadistic, hurting intentions, stuffing his eagerly throbbing flesh to its last fractional measure up the velvety heated canal between her lewdly offered white buttocks!

"Christ... what a luscious tight ass you've got, Baby!" he gasped, tensing and thrusting upward as she continued to squirm her tautened buttocks down even tighter, forcing his sodomizing spear of hardness even further up into her!

"Oh... oh Christ, Morgan, you bullish-hung bastard... it's going to come right out my mouth!" she lewdly exclaimed, tossing her head from side to side and making her ripely full breasts quiver in front of Annie. Incredulous, weirdly erotic torment spread from the depths of her brutally invaded anus throughout her body in every direction, as she tentatively began to move up and down on his long hard shaft. Perspiring, she worked to his vicious upthrusting stabs, feeling his bulbous, blood-pulsing cock-head probing deeper into the tender, quivering bowels of her belly! Good God... nothing had ever been more debasingly satiating!

From his stretched-out position beneath her, Morgan lustfully stared with his head raised. He watched the long throbbing length of his thick cock vanishing up into the obscenely stretched opening of her rectum! The reddish, inflamed-looking inner-flesh clinging to his pulsing-veined shaft obscenely intrigued him as she fucked it in and out of her. It appeared and disappeared with the mind-bending up and down movements of her smoothly rounded white hips, the tightly ovalled brown sheath grasping and smothering it as if she never intended to let if free again!

Christ! At first, he thought, the pressure had been almost unbearable, but now it was just rubbery tight and wildly stimulating, the type of potent influence that promised to draw the boiling cum right out of his bloated balls with the ferocity of squirting, molten lead at every stroke!

"Oh... oh God, Uncle Link... !" he heard Annie whimper and remembered his potentate duties.

He couldn't help but goatishly chuckle at the wanton plea in her whimpering teenage voice, additional sensations of lechery churning inside his big, naked body and bringing new excitement to his gross mind. "All right, time you got into the act, Honey," he rasped, checking to see if the dresser-mirror was going to give him adequate viewing. Then, to Lydia: "Come on, Baby, just stretch out these long, pretty legs so Annie can get up between them! Now, lie back on my chest... yeah, like that!"

Lydia sensually moaned as she followed directions, feeling his big hot hands reaching around her nakedness to clutch the swollen mounds of her hotly palpitating breasts with a mauling lust. She rested her elbows on the bed to hold her partially erect so she could watch while Annie stared at both of them in driving, covetous hunger.

Lydia's darkly inviting cunt gaped up at her, its moistened pink crevice trailing down to her soft white buttocks. She could clearly see her uncle's huge glistening cock wedged splittingly between the rounded ass cheeks, holding them wide apart, its thick brutal hardness buried to the hilt up her wide-stretched rectum... and his heavy cum-filled balls seemed to pulsate as she stared in fascination at the salacious spectacle.

"Well... ? What're you waiting for, Doll?" Morgan choked out. "Put that fiery little tongue of yours to work!"