I could see Hannah was shaking, from fear or adrenaline, I wasn’t sure. Bruce mounted Hannah, his soft belly resting against her curved back. A well trained animal, he used his front legs to hold onto her waist and hips and pulled himself forward, his pointy cock pressing up against her ass. He humped against her a few times and then adjusted himself so he started hitting her lower, inching closer and closer to her pussy.
“Eyes on me Hannah,” Uncle Johnny said to her. “Let me see how much of a slut you are for me.”
“Ahhh!” Hannah screamed, Bruce had hit his target. His whole body frantically fucking into her. His hips were like a jackhammer, working more and more of his dick into her body.
“Yea baby, take his dick for me!”
“I. Hate. You.” Hannah sobbed as her first climax ripped through her. I knew what she was feeling. You were helpless when you’re being fucked by a dog like that, your body not yours to control.
Uncle Johnny smiled bigger than I’ve ever seen and grabbed a hold of her hair, lifting her face up to his again.
“You love me and you know it,” he declared.
She gasped and shook her head no but I could see the truth. She did. My best friend was in love. She was in love with a man making her fuck a dog, at a barbecue, in front of people, while his current girlfriend ate out another woman. What kind of world did I live in?