Dirty Dogwalking

Hurrying to tie up his shoes, Dexter’s tail was slapping the ground in excitement as the young Veemon was practically bouncing up and down on the spot, eager to head out already. Spotting her son getting ready to go out, the boy's mom gave a little whistle, catching the 13 year old hatchling’s attention, 
“Have you done your homework?”
Dexter nodded, trying to put on a casual smile as he peeked back at his mom over his shoulder, making sure to keep from turning to face her, not wanting her to notice the quite visible little bump on the front of his red shorts, 
“Mhm, and I cleaned my room already!”
“Well, alright then, have fun!”
Finishing tying up his sneakers, the Veemon bolted up to his feet and waved goodbye to the woman as he hurried out the door, shouting back at her, 
“I will, see ya!”
Just as Dexter slipped out the door, his dad stepped behind his mom, both watching the cub hurrying off as they chuckled, his father taking a sip of coffee before sighing, 
“Our little entrepreneur. Wish I had been that excited to walk dogs for pocket change when I was a kid.”
The mom giggled, giving her husband a peck on the cheek, 
“Yeah, maybe we would've had enough saved up to buy a bigger house if you'd have made a couple more bucks as a hatchling.”
Practically running as he scurried down the driveway and onto the sidewalk, Dexter was indeed in a hurry to get to his new side hustle, having struck up a deal to walk a dog every now and then. What his parents didn't know however was that he most definitely wasn't doing it just for the pocket change, as he'd made the deal with Joy, the Delphox babysitter that he'd first met up with a month back. After hooking up with the woman and her slobbery Saint Bernard while she'd been tasked with babysitting him, she and the Veemon had made an agreement where he'd take Rose out for walks a couple times a week, and in return he'd be allowed to have filthy fun with both Joy as well as the feral lady whenever he wanted. Being right in the midst of his puberty, horny pretty much around the clock, Dexter couldn't think of a better deal than that, letting him relieve some pressure as well as enjoy the joys of a degenerate young woman and her four-legged lover wherever and whenever he so wished, all in return of just taking the dog out for a walk around the neighbourhood on occasion. Of course, even the walks weren't exactly a punishment, as Dexter usually made very good use of the time he had with Rose, having quickly learned all the good hiding spots around the neighbourhood where a boy and a Saint Bernard might be able to slip into for a quickie. With his cock already stiff as he made his way towards Joy’s apartment, bouncing impatiently and groaning as he held back his need to pump a load into the bitch once more, the young Veemon broke into a light jog to make it over to her place just a little faster. 

Spotting the apartment building that had become so familiar to him in the course of the last month, his cock twitching at the sight of the red and cream coloured facade, the young Veemon hurried his way to the building, slipping the cap off his head and using it to casually conceal his erection whenever he was walking past people just enjoying the warm weather. Stepping inside the apartment building, panting half out of excitement and half due to the running he'd been doing as he slipped inside the elevator, the hatchling slapped the button to bring him to the 5th floor, swaying from side to side on the spot as he waited impatiently for the lift to move. Dashing out the second the doors finally opened again, nearly running headfirst into a resident of the building just waiting to use the elevator, the cub muttered out an apology as he ducked behind a corner, blushing and smirking as he headed down the hallway to his ex-babysitter’s apartment, giving the doorbell a ring. As soon as the door opened up, Joy reached down to grab the collar of the little Veemon’s shirt, tugging him over as she leaned over, a sly grin on the Delphox’s face as she pulled him in for a kiss before he could even blurt out a single word. Dexter let out a tiny gasp, quickly shut up by the older woman's tongue slipping into his maw, exploring every last inch of it and even teasing the back of his throat as he shivered and stood on his tiptoes, blushing harder as his cock spilled a few squirts of precum into his boxers. 

With both his tail and his dick standing up at attention, the teen staggered back by a step as soon as the Delphox let go of him and broke off their kiss, giggling sheepishly as he looked up at her, his manhood only getting harder at the sight of her. Seemingly right in the middle of her morning workout, Joy was wearing nothing but a white tank top and a pair of grey panties, both wet with sweat, with the undies looking sticky and slimy enough that the boy could guess there was more than just some sweat soaked into them, the aroma of a rather horny lady quickly filling the hallway as he stood there, stunned and trying to string together whatever words happened to be swirling in his head. Before the cub could get any of them actually out of his mouth however, he was quickly interrupted as he heard the rapid drumming of paws against the floor, glancing past the smirking Delphox to see Rose running towards him, the Saint Bernard’s tail wagging as drool dripped from the corners of her muzzle. Stopping just short of bowling the kid over, jumping up and resting her front legs on his shoulders as he laughed, the female feral greeted her favourite dog walker with a kiss just as her mistress had, happily sliding her tongue deep into the boy's maw as he opened his mouth, excitedly wagging her tail while the Veemon moaned and pet her. Quivering in excitement as the dog's tongue swirled around in his muzzle, feeling her belly rubbing up against his erection, the thrill of the sloppy makeout session out in the middle of the hallway where anyone could step out into and spot him with the feral canine made Dexter spray another glob of pre into his undies. The boy could taste Joy's pussy on the Bernard’s tongue, having eaten out the Delphox enough times that he'd recognise the flavour anywhere, guessing that Rose had been giving her owner a little tongue bath right before he'd come over. Breaking off the kiss after almost a minute of frenching the hound, gasping for air as Rose finally hopped off of him, Dexter wiped his snout on the back of his hand, slick with the feral's slobber as he watched Joy chuckling and clicking a leash onto the dog's collar, handing him the other end as she winked,
“Here you go, enjoy your walk.”
Grimacing slightly as his erection throbbed in his pants, worried that he'd get some rather distasteful looks if he were to venture out onto the streets while sporting so much wood, Dexter held up a hand, hoping that the babysitter might help him take care of it before his walk, 
“W… wait, couldn't I… you know… stick around for just a bit?”
Joy giggled as she leaned over, petting the Veemon’s head before giving his crotch a quick grope, watching the hatchling groan and shiver as his eyes rolled back, 
“I'd love to help you out, but unfortunately that'll have to wait for some other time. I've got to run, have some urgent chores to take care of. You've got my key, so just let Rose back into my apartment once you're done with your walk, I'll probably already be off by the time you two get back.”
With that, the Delphox gave her Saint Bernard a pet and her little dog walker a smooch on the snout before she stood up, turning around and closing the door, leaving Dexter to sigh as he stood out in the hallway, blushing and trying to squeeze his legs together to hide the big, twitching bump in his shorts.

Forced to head out while harbouring the erection in his pants, Dexter staggered out the elevator with Rose pulling on the leash, trying to urge the cub to come along faster while he waddled along with his tented shorts, constantly fiddling around with his clothes to try to find some way to tuck his rock hard manhood out of sight. Getting suspicious that the babysitter had deliberately gotten him all worked up and sent him off while hornier than ever just to tease him, the teenage Veemon stumbled out the apartment building, keeping his gaze down to the ground as he passed by a few people, trying to pull his cap down over his face, just hoping that they didn't notice just how excited he was below the belt, or that they didn't recognise him if they did happen to spot the tent in his pants. Dexter had thought that maybe some exercise and fresh air might just alleviate his desires, get his mind off of Joy and get rid of the erection that was bothering him so, yet the boy didn't account for the fact that he'd be sharing the walk with Rose. Trotting a few steps in front of the Veemon, the Saint Bernard kept her snout to the ground to sniff at all the interesting smells, yet her tail was always raised up towards the skies, leaving her tailhole and spade to stare the cub right in the face. Sweating as he eyed up the dog's rear end, unable to keep his gaze from her plump spade and perfect, tight little pucker no matter how hard he tried, Dexter grit his teeth as his arousal only grew more unbearable with every passing second, finally groaning and deciding to throw all caution to the wind. Stopping by a little tract of bushes and trees nestled between a playground and a library, peering around, the hatchling gave a whistle and gently tugged on the leash when no one seemed to be looking, 
“Over here, girl~”
Hopping into the bushes with the pup, Dexter immediately dropped down on all fours, ducking out of sight as he panted, opening his maw to let Rose go for a second round of sloppy kisses while opening up his shorts in a frenzy. Trying not to moan too loudly as he pulled his cock out, the desperate cub gently pushed the hound’s muzzle away from his face and down towards his loins, sitting down in the grass, shuddering as the feral lady got the idea, her snout poking against his cock. Rose's tongue slapped against the Veemon’s shaft, leaving him gasping and shaking as he had to cup a hand over his own mouth, whimpering against the palm of his hand while reaching the other one underneath the dog's tail. Feeling a pair of the boy's fingers gliding into her spade, already wet and lubed up since she knew what to expect from the teenager’s walks, the Saint Bernard lapped at the hatchling’s girth, licking every inch of it while the young man squirmed around, playing with her cunt. Tossing his head back and plunging his digits knuckle deep inside the bitch, Dexter bleated against his hand as he came from Rose's slobbery, slimy tongue, shuddering as he sprayed his load straight into her maw, most of them getting quickly swallowed down, while a few stray ropes splattered onto her face and muzzle instead, painting the canine's head with thick, beautiful white stripes. 

Panting as he flopped back, lying sprawled out in the grass, wheezing for air while his legs still shivered from his intense climax, all Dexter could do was to breathe deep and hope that no one happened to be peeking behind the bushes while he was recovering from his orgasm. Closing his eyes and panting, too weak to lift a finger, the boy heard Rose licking herself clean for a few moments, before her focus shifted to cleaning him up as well. As soon as the dog's tongue wrapped around his overly sensitive, still stiff cock, trying to slurp up the rope of cum still dangling down from his tip, Dexter jolted and let out a tiny shriek, quickly clamping his mouth shut as he sat up with an embarrassed look on his face, hoping no one had heard him. Gently pushing the overly eager canine's snout away from his crotch, tucking his dick away and getting his shorts back on in a hurry, the little Veemon cleared his throat and staggered up to his feet with a sheepish look, carefully peeking out his hiding spot, relieved to see that he and his feral companion still seemed to be alone, the sounds of their quick lovemaking session in the bushes covered up by the sounds of the city surrounding them. With a relieved, and satisfied sigh, the cub dusted off some of the grass and dust from his clothes, glancing over at Rose with a slight smirk, seeing that she'd gotten quite messy during their little pitstop as well. Though she'd licked up and swallowed down every last drop of her walker’s cum that he'd shot on her paws and snout, her face was still painted with several ropes that her tongue couldn't quite reach to clean up, her muzzle marked with a healthy smear of his load. The sight of the messy dog muzzle made Dexter’s cock throb in his pants again, smirking as he pet the hound, letting her lick his fingers clean of her own juices as he debated whether to clean up his mess or not. The Veemon eventually decided to leave his ropes on the Saint Bernard’s face, taking the risk of someone possibly noticing the mess and realising what it was, thinking it was fun and arousing enough to be worth that danger. With that, the boy grabbed Rose's leash again, giving another whistle as the two leapt out the bushes as if nothing had even happened, trotting on down the street and continuing their walk, with the hatchling feeling several gallons lighter and a lot more confident, still sporting a small bump on the front of his shorts. 

After a few more minutes of strolling along the sidewalk, watching the feral lady take in the scents of the outdoors and marking her territory, Dexter and his four-legged walking companion came to a crossroads, with one way leading the pair towards a path through a nearby woods, the other instead heading for a dog park. The Veemon usually preferred taking Rose out into the woods, since it generally meant more privacy and more opportunities to get filthy with the pup. However, since he'd been so needy this time around and had already blown his load over the Saint Bernard’s muzzle, the cub decided he might as well take her to the dog park for a change. Assuming he wouldn't be desperate enough to need a second round with Rose, at least not until they'd made it back to the privacy of Joy's apartment, the teenager smiled and hummed to himself as he took the right turn, watching the dog's tail wagging as she sniffed the air, catching the scent of the other hounds frolicking in the park. Making his way past a couple gates meant to make sure no pups would slip out the fenced in boundaries of the dog park, Dexter bent over to flick the leash off of Rose’s collar, watching with a chuckle as she instantly took off running, giving an excited bark to greet the few other dogs sprinting to welcome her to the park. Standing off to the side, surveying the sights while Rose played with her fellow ferals, the Veemon saw that there weren't too many others at the dog park, just a couple families and a lone Guilmon girl just a year or two over his age, squinting at the red-scaled teenager just leaning against a fence, smiling and petting the dogs running around her, wearing a dark-blue top and skirt. The girl seemed a little familiar, guessing he'd seen her around his school, though he didn't at least remember ever talking to her, no names coming to his mind as he eyed up the cub. Shrugging as he instead focused on keeping an eye on Rose, the Veemon spent a couple minutes just sitting back on a bench, thinking how great it was to exercise the Saint Bernard without even needing to get off his ass. Soon enough however, the boy began to feel a little pinching in his bladder, groaning softly as he shuffled around on the bench, an urge arising in the pit of his stomach, a very different kind of need for release than what he'd already taken care of with Rose in the bushes earlier. Desperate for a leak, Dexter hopped up to his feet, glancing around and seeing no sign of any sorts of bathrooms anywhere, grumbling and rolling his eyes while swaying from one paw to the other, 
“Sure, make an entire park to let dogs piss in, but don't bother putting a single toilet anywhere for their owners to use…”

With the need for a leak only growing worse, unwilling to leave Rose all alone out in the park but worried that he might not be able to make it to a bathroom if he tried wrangling her back onto her leash before heading off to search for a toilet, the cub hesitated for a couple seconds before deciding to make good use of how big and secluded the dog park was, heading straight for a cluster of trees and bushes off in the corner, intended to give the hounds some cover from the sun, 
“Well, if it's good enough for the dogs, it's good enough for me.”
Seeing the boy waddling off out of sight, Rose decided to put her playtime on pause, instead running off after Dexter, following him as he slipped behind some trees, hidden from the others at the park. Chuckling as he tried to nudge away the big, excited lady, the Veemon pulled his dick out of his shorts, 
“Go on Rose, got no treats for you, just need a li’l bathroom break of my own.”
Rose watched as the teenager clutched his cock, sighing as he pointed it down at the base of a tree before a stream of steaming, golden piss splashed onto the grass, her tail still wagging as she took a step towards the stream, sniffing at the ground. Intrigued by the hatchling seemingly marking the grass just as she did, Rose's snout headed for the boy's crotch again, sniffing at his manhood. Huffing as he felt the dog's breath tickling his dick while he took a leak, Dexter had to hold back a giggle as she began to lick at his dick right in the middle of his whizz, slurping at his length and even catching a few droplets of piss on her tongue, 
“You're such a perverted girl, you know that~?”
Though the Saint Bernard was still wearing the fresh splatters of cum on her face from when he'd unloaded in and on her muzzle barely fifteen minutes earlier, Dexter couldn't help but to get rock hard again as he finished his leak, listening to the heavenly sound of her sloppy licking while her tongue caressed his girth, slathering it in her slobber. 

With his cock standing at attention once more as the last little drips of piss splattered onto the base of the tree, letting the dog lick him clean as he shivered and bit down on his lip to try to stay silent, Dexter peeked out from behind his hiding spot, pushing aside a bush to take a glance at the rest of the park. Just as the Veemon had hoped, no one seemed to be paying any attention, most of the other people just either staring down at their phones, chatting with one another, or playing with the dogs, not even looking towards the direction of the corner that the cub had chosen as his hiding spot. Just as Dexter was wondering whether he could be able to go for a quickie with Rose, the dog suddenly decided that she needed to do a little unloading of her own, circling around on the spot a few times before she squatted down, her tailhole practically staring the teenager in the face as the puffy hole opened up. Watching a nice, soft, thick turd squeezing out Rose's asshole, clutching his cock in hand as he shuddered, the boy knelt down to admire up close as the dog laid a nice, big mound of scat on the ground, watching the pile grow while he grit his teeth and resisted the urge to jerk off, worried that even just a single pump might be enough to push him over the edge. As risky as it might've been, Dexter was in the mood for another round with the Saint Bernard, and it seemed like she was just as needy as he, at least based on just how sopping wet her spade was, strings of her drool oozing onto the grass right next to the mud pie she was depositing. Gently stroking the big girl's rump while she emptied her guts, his cock hovering right over her asshole, feeling the warmth radiating off of it as she pushed out one big, steaming hot log out of it after the next, Dexter smirked as he watched her finishing up her dump, letting his tip glance against her puffy pussy lips as she gave a tiny, horny whine, 
“I guess I kinda forgot you didn't get to cum back in that bush on the way here. Well, how about I pay you back for that, right here and now~?”

Lounging around near the entrance to the dog park, Pamela giggled as she tossed a ball, watching as an adorable golden retriever and a speedy little poodle both dashed off after it, barking and playfully growling as they chased the bouncing tennis ball. Though she didn't have a dog of her own for the time being, as her attempts at talking her mom into letting her adopt one hadn't quite yet bore fruit, the young Guilmon still liked to head to the dog park on her free time, just to spend some time with the many different pooches and puppies in her neighborhood. Shielding her eyes from the sun as she glanced up at the skies, the teenager sighed as she grabbed the hem of her skirt, giving it a quick little shake just to dust off the worst of the dog hair sticking to it, guessing she'd need the lint roller again after getting back home. She knew full well just how big of a pain in the ass it was to get dog hair off of a skirt like she was wearing, yet she always made sure to wear one while visiting the dog park, always looking forward to “accidentally” letting one of the hounds poke their snout up underneath it while no one happened to be watching. Grabbing the ball from the mouth of a dog bringing it back and giving it another toss, Pam watched it as it soared towards the far end of the park, groaning as she spotted it landing right into a bush. Knowing that the dogs wouldn't be getting it out of the brambles, the Guilmon quickly gave the disappointed pair a pet before jogging off after the ball, 
“Sorry about that guys, just wait here and I'll get it for you.”

As she got closer to the patch of bushes and trees, Pamela’s sharp nose immediately caught a whiff of something rank, not an entirely surprising scent given that the dogs liked to take dumps all around the park, even if their owners were encouraged to pick up after their pets. What wasn't quite so commonplace however was the odd sounds she could just barely hear, instinctively slowing down and listening close as she snuck closer to the corner, picking up what almost sounded like panting and even some moaning. Getting even more curious, Pam tiptoed closer to where she was hearing the commotion, spotting a bush gently shaking around, ducking behind the furthest tree as she peeked around it, her face lighting up with perverted joy as she spotted what was going on. On his knees with both hands clutching the Saint Bernard’s long fur, Dexter was slamming his dick balls deep into the dog's soaking wet cookie, straining to hold back his moans as his hips crashed against Rose's backside, feeling her canine cunt squeezing him tight. As the wet slapping sounds and the faint whimpers of the horny young boy only intensified, Pamela slowly peeked over the cub's shoulder to see the pile of dung that Rose had left behind, grinning as she realised just what an utterly perverted degenerate she'd stumbled across, slipping a hand under her skirt and pulling her panties aside. Completely oblivious to the older girl watching him bed the feral dog, Dexter plunged himself balls deep in Rose one last time as he shuddered and blurted out a short little chirp, holding his breath and hugging the big bitch while his manhood twitched in her pussy, spraying wads of his seed deep into her mound, her tail wagging as her cunt clenched tight around his girth while the two shared a climax. 

Practically draped over the big canine, wheezing as he shuddered from the aftershocks of his orgasm, silently gasping every time Rose's spade squeezed around his cock, Dexter was completely lost in his own world for a moment, not even remembering that he was balls deep in a public park, at least not until the fog of pure bliss cleared from his head and he noticed the dog glancing back at something. Suddenly realising a shadow that looked worryingly close to that of a person stretched out on the ground right next to him, the Veemon felt his blood running cold, frozen on the spot for a split second before he quickly pulled out the feral female, gasping as his shaft slipped out her spade, a tiny trickle of cum spewing out his tip as his creampie oozed out her mound. Covering up his crotch as he spun around, Dexter was surprised, terrified, and awestruck to see Pamela standing there, smirking with her skirt hiked up, flashing her pussy at the kneeling boy while she was knuckle deep in herself, visibly soaking wet as she giggled, 
“Don't let me stop ya~”
“Wh… what… I… this isn't what it looks like!”
The Guilmon just smirked and stepped next to the shivering boy, rolling her eyes before slipping a hand around the back of his head, suddenly pulling him in for a kiss. Dexter yelped as the older teen's tongue forcefully pushed into his maw, blushing at the filthy makeout session, letting out another muffled squeal as her other hand suddenly grabbed onto his cock. Intent on showing the little Veemon that she had absolutely no problems with his special methods of bonding with the Saint Bernard, Pam kept her lips locked with the cub as she guided his cock back down under Rose's tail, though this time around she nuzzled his tip right up against the dog's dirty tailhole, watching a dollop of brown smearing across the slick and slimy manhood as she rubbed the hatchling’s girth against the hound’s pucker. The girl correctly guessed that Dexter wouldn't have any problems railing the dog raw in her asshole right after a dump, and by the happy panting and tail wagging she also guessed that Rose wouldn't be against some anal fun either. Moaning and shuddering, unable to say a word with the Guilmon’s tongue shutting him up, Dexter just closes his eyes with a whimper as the girl slowly pushed him into the Saint Bernard’s filthy tailhole. 

Watching from the corner of her eye as the shivering hatchling’s girth slammed into the dog's rear, pulling out with the puffy pucker still clinging to it, scat smeared across the throbbing shaft, Pamela knew she'd come across something special, moaning into the boy's maw as she reached back underneath her skirt, playing with her slit. Plunging right back balls deep into Rose as soon as he was let go, taking over the thrusting now that he was starting to warm up to nailing the feral's dirty asshole in front of the girl, Dexter closed his eyes and leaned into the kiss, only picking up the pace as he listened to the slapping sounds of his cock sliding into the Saint Bernard, the panting of Rose, the soft moaning of the Guilmon, and the wet sounds of her fingering herself. More than just the sounds alone, the Veemon was absolutely loving the bitch’s tailhole, feeling her tight ass milking him dry as the pussy juices and her leftover shit helped lube up her tunnel, gasping into the other teen's mouth as Pamela grabbed the base of Rose's tail, gently pulling the big hound back and forth to fuck him with her. As more and more scat stained Dexter’s dick, painting it brown, one last little clench from the drooling Saint Bernard was enough to get him off. Feeling the younger boy suddenly tense up as he bleated, making out with her in a flurry of moans and whimpers, Pamela knew that her new best friend had just climaxed, finally breaking off their kiss as strings of saliva connected the muzzles of the pair for a few seconds longer while she pulled back. Listening to the Veemon’s panting and moaning, the perverted girl watched as a little drip of white spilled out of Rose's asshole, drooling down her flank and running over the dog's equally filled up pussy lips. Emptying his balls deep in the feral's guts, Dexter grunted as he unsheathed himself from the pup's tailhole, pulling out with a huff as her pucker was left gaping for a few seconds longer, shrinking down as Rose gave another little push and shit out a wad of his cum, a wet cum fart ending their steamy session as both panted.

Wanting to get some action of her own, Pamela let the boy recover from his heavy climax as she quickly peeked out of their hiding spot, making sure she was the only one around who had taken notice of him and the dog, one hand still under her skirt as she rubbed at her clit, biting her lip with a deviant smirk. Seeing that they were still safe to get lewd without much risk of getting caught, the Guilmon quickly stood up, planting both her hands against the tree as she raised her tail up towards the sky, her tail lifting up her skirt as well, mooning the kneeling boy as she giggled. Given a perfect view of his schoolmate’s plump, round rump, her dripping wet pussy lips just barely peeking out from between her thighs as she swayed her ass from side to side, Dexter gulped while staring down the fellow teen, his cock giving another twitch as she beckoned him, 
“What, am I gonna have to tell you to stick your tongue in there~?”
With barely any hesitation, the Veemon grabbed onto Pamela’s ass with both hands as she moaned, spreading her ass cheeks and plopping his snout right in between the buns, nuzzling his nose against her pucker for a moment to take in the scent of her sweaty backside, sniffing as she huffed and draped her tail over his head. Shuddering at all the sniffing, the Guilmon stifled a gasp as Dexter’s tongue finally slipped into her tailhole, digging her claws into the tree she was leaning against as her asshole was stretched open, not used to having her rear played with yet certainly loving the new sensation. 

Always eager to put her tongue to work as well, Rose hopped up to her feet, still leaking cum from both of her holes as she waddled between the legs of the squatting girl, sniffing around and licking at the pussy juices running down her legs before her nose led her to the juicy, aromatic pink slit hiding between the Guilmon’s thighs. Grunting as the dog ate out her pussy while Dexter was rimming her from behind, Pamela rode the two muzzles, trying her hardest not to scream out loud, shaking as she felt her orgasm quickly approaching, her mouth hanging open with a tiny, little howl as she was finally pushed over the edge. The Veemon felt the girl's tailhole clenching down hard around his tongue as he reached deeper into her, yet Rose was the one who took the brunt of the teenager’s orgasm, getting showered in Pam’s cum as the Guilmon gasped and squirted all over the Saint Bernard’s face. Almost falling over as she came, hugging the tree to stay upright while one tongue swirled around in her ass and another lapped at her cunt, Pamela caught her breath as she gently nudged both the dog and the boy out from under her skirt, panting and giggling as she turned around, planting her back against the tree and looking at the mess the three of them had made, 
“I… I think there's a bathroom somewhere down the road, pretty sure we ought to get cleaned up there.”
With sweat smeared across his face, his cock and crotch stained with fresh dog shit, cum soaked all over Rose's fur and the girl's own juices drooling down the Guilmon’s legs, Dexter chuckled and nodded in agreement, stumbling up off the floor. Trying to straighten out her skirt, Pam leaned in close to whisper into the other cub's ear while he was trying to get his shorts up, 
“Oh, by the way, I'm Pam, I've seen you around school every now and then.”
“Y… yeah, I've seen you as well. I'm Dexter.”
The girl winked as she eyed up the Veemon’s shit-covered manhood, 
“If you like filthy stuff, you should come with me over to my uncle's farm someday. Lots of pigs and horses around there~”
Shuddering with a thrilled smile, all Dexter could do was to nod silently, very happy about the surprise friends he'd made out at the park.