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 A week later I called the Henderson's back and accepted their offer. 
Elizabeth sounded quite pleased and said they would be in touch.  I thanked
her and settled back into my school routine.

   About ten days later, on a Wednesday night, I got call from Elizabeth
Henderson.  She asked me if I could be available for this Saturday, and I
said yes.  We talked for a bit, and she gave me the details.  I was to
bring a change of panties and any toilet articles, such as shampoo, that I
would require in case I wanted to shower.  Charles would pick me up at
eleven in the morning.

   On Saturday morning I dressed in jeans, sneakers, and a sweatshirt.  I
looked like you basic college girl.  I took a change of panties and some
shampoo, toothbrush and toothpaste, mouthwash, and a hairbrush.  I got
picked up by Charles and headed out to the Henderson kennels.

   The kennels were on a quite lovely small farm in a very picturesque
setting.  Charles showed me to a small guesthouse, which had a sofa, easy
chair, full bathroom, and a small kitchen.  There were also three low
footstools on the deep carpet.  I knew why this room had been designed.

   Elizabeth entered and asked me to strip.  I was a bit embarrassed, but
she assured me I had nothing to worry about.  She put my things in a small
closet.  I stood, legs together and arms folded across my chest, quite
naked, in front of the Henderson's.  Elizabeth told me that I looked
lovely.

   Charles went out to get one of the dogs.  I couldn't help but to be a
bit aroused.  Elizabeth told me she wanted me wet when Charles arrived with
the dog.  She flicked and pinched my nipples with one hand and stroked my
mound a bit with the other.  I parted my thighs a little and shivered. 
When Charles arrived, Elizabeth got her fingers good and wet from my juices
and let the dog have a good sniff and lick.

   Charles had come in with a beautiful German Shepherd.  He appeared to be
quite playful, and the minute he got a sniff of what was on my fingers his
penis started to pop out of the sheath.  I knelt down, talked softly to
him, and began to stroke his head.  Almost immediately, his nose moved
between my legs.

   I laughed, fell on my back, spread my legs, and offered the magnificent
dog my mound.  He licked a bit, and then growled.  I rolled over to my
tummy, got on all fours, and offered myself to him.

   The pup growled some more, which sent chills running up and down my
spine.  Then he stuck his nose between my legs and went to work with his
tongue.  I shook like a leaf; the sensations were divine.  He attempted to
mount me, and Elizabeth guided his precum-dripping penis inside of me.  I
cried out and shook like a leaf.

   The shepherd pumped inside of me for about ten minutes, and then shot a
load of semen.  He pulled out and walked away.  I stood up and smiled.  It
was a bit disappointing but still nice.  The Henderson's just smiled and
said, "Wait."

   I went into the kitchen and got some water.  When I came back into the
living room, the dog started licking my mound from the front and knocked me
down.  He gave out with a low growl.  I chugged my water, got on all fours,
and let him get to work again.  It was the same drill.  The Shepherd licked
me, and then mounted me, and this time he found my vagina by himself.  His
penis felt wonderful, and it was squirting all of the time.  He pumped for
about ten minutes, squirted a lot, and pulled out.  I liked it, but I
hadn't climaxed yet and was a bit disappointed.  I didn't know it, but the
best was yet to come.

   The dog moved away, and I stood.  I relaxed and smiled.  Then the dog
turned quickly, growled, and knocked me over.  I fell on my back on the
sofa.  The dog licked intensely, and then mounted me missionary style.  I
had never been taken this way before by a pup.  He pumped forcefully in me,
all the time his penis squirting fluid.  He gave three vigorous thrusts,
came, and then slowly slid his knot inside of me and held it there.  And I
climaxed.

   Elizabeth helped the dog free the knot.  Charles took him away, and I
sat back and relaxed.  Elizabeth told me the Shepherd was different, and
took a bit to get adjusted but well worth the effort.  She also asked if I
would like to try another.  I figured why not?  Elizabeth told me to rest a
bit, and not to douche.  The next dog would smell the first dog on me, and
lick me like crazy to clean me before he would even mount me.  I said okay.

   Well, I stayed naked, and Elizabeth made me some tea.  There was a TV in
the room, and we watched part of a movie and talked.  I rested for about
ninety minutes, and then Charles brought in another shepherd.  He sniffed
the air, sniffed me, and went right to work.

   Elizabeth had been right.  This dog licked, and licked, and licked some
more.  And then he stuck his tongue inside of me and cleaned me out there
as well.  I climaxed intensely from its oral.

   When I heard the low growl, I went to all fours.  I was shaking all
over. Elizabeth put a stool under my tummy and tweaked my nipples a bit. 
The dog licked some more and explored with its tongue, and then mounted me.

   I cried out when it entered me.  This was a very rough penetration.  I
squirmed and shifted, but the heavy shepherd had me pinned.  He pumped for
like five minutes and then took a break.  I leaned over the stool and
shivered.

   Well, it was pretty much the same as the first dog.  The tie happened on
the third penetration.  But this shepherd was very, very vigorous and far
more forceful than the first.  When he finally slipped his knot inside of
me, I was in tears from the pain and pleasure.  I had the most intense
orgasm of my life at that point.

   Well, after he was finished, I was fatigued.  I lay on the sofa, and
Charles covered me with a blanket.  I think I slept for two hours.  When I
awoke, the Henderson's asked me if I could do a third shepherd.  They said
that they would sweeten the pot.  I said yes.

   I know now why Elizabeth told me to bring a change of panties.  I was
dripping a bit of doggy juice.  There was not a lot, but enough to keep my
mound wet.  I asked Elizabeth if she would get me some tampons, and she
said yes.

   Elizabeth ran to a local convenience store and got my tampons while I
talked with Charles.  When she came back, Charles went and got the third
shepherd.  This one was an old one, and not as active as the second.  But
his steady thrusting drove me insane.  And his licking of me was absolutely
heaven.

   When the third dog had finished with me, I took a shower, inserted the
tampon, and dressed.  I was a bit sore, but very, very happy.  The
Henderson's had me over to their main house for a lovely chicken dinner,
and paid me one thousand dollars for my services.  They asked if I would be
willing to do it again in about one month.
   Of course, I said yes.