Karen adored girls who knew their mind enough.  Besides, she had it on camera.  The girl was asking for it.  There was mutual consent all around. And, even if, later, the girl changed her mind...they had the evidence of her wanting it now.  What judge or jury would believe a girl who was clearly being fucked by a dog and asking for more.<br/><br/>On her own part, Karen wouldn't want to spend much time with the dog-cum-filled cunt.  At least not until after she'd been bathed and cleaned.  As much as Karen loved her dog, she herself wasn't about to allow him to fuck her.  She snapped her fingers at him and said, "Clean."  The dog happily obliged and began to lick his own cum out of the younger woman's overflowing pussy.<br/><br/>Karen leaned over to her Allan and kissed him.  "I'm ready for a break.  I'll go get the new dog pallet, an old collar and a good leash."<br/><br/>