Foreign wife and Asian b*g d*** man — 26

　　Ella sticks out his little butt and tries to kiss his master back.

　　His master’s lips are so delicious, soft yet firm, and they still taste like the salad dressing from before. The salad dressing is also delicious; the salad dressing paired with the fruit he hates the most has suddenly become a dog’s delicacy.

　　Olaf looks at him deeply. Since moving to this farm, Olaf has become increasingly taciturn. Before, in front of Hill or others, he was still a gentle and cheerful German man, but in front of Ella, he is just this gloomy and preoccupied man.

　　Olaf pats his head, and Ella whines a few times before kissing his master’s cheek instead.

　　His master’s facial features are very distinct, and his shaved chin still carries a faint smell of shaving lotion.

　　Ella then kisses his master’s nose, the straight tip of his nose, the firm bridge of his nose, and finally kisses his master’s dark green eyes.

　　Those eyes were sometimes dark, sometimes bright like emeralds. Right now, for example, his eyes were growing increasingly dark, a surging desire churning within them.

　　“Ella…”

　　Olaf blurted out, then corrected himself, “Finn, what are you doing?”

　　Ella whimpered, “Master… they kiss like that on TV… Ella wants to kiss the Master…”

　　Olaf, smelling his unique scent, picked him up and said, “You’ve learned to seduce, you little slut.”

　　Ella liked being called “little slut,” not “Finn,” so he immediately hummed in response, hugging his master tightly, his thighs lewdly clamping around his waist.

　　“Master… fuck the little slut… fuck the little slut’s ass…” Ella’s round, pert buttocks rubbed against his bulging crotch, making his penis harder and harder.

　　Olaf unzipped his pants, aimed his erect penis at Ella’s buttocks, and with a downward thrust, directly pounded his large cock into the little slut’s cunt.

　　”Ahhhhhh…” the little slut screamed excitedly, raising his head, his orange hair flying up and down with his master’s thrusts.

　　Olaf fiercely thrust in and out of his wet, tight cunt. He was increasingly unable to control his desires; just seeing this slut made him incredibly hard, like a sex addict, wanting to fuck him all the time.

　　Ella was also very slutty. His body was suspended in the air, his thighs wrapped around his master’s waist, his hands gripping his broad shoulders, his plump buttocks bouncing rapidly with each thrust. The master’s large hands held the slut’s buttocks, his big cock thrusting upwards like a madman, making Ella’s fair and slender body bounce up and down, his large nipples bouncing rapidly, making Olaf’s eyes redden, wishing he could get close and bite those cherry-like breasts.

　　Such fucking intensifies the impact at the point of contact, twisting and deforming Ella’s buttocks, and penetrating his cunt to an unprecedented depth. His belly swelled continuously as his master’s penis rubbed rapidly between his belly and vagina, almost spitting sparks from Ella’s tender flesh. His master’s penis was enormous, now turning Ella’s cunt into a gaping maw, the flesh turned outwards and bright red, making loud slapping sounds with the impact of his large testicles.

　　Ella had been completely conquered by his master, now twisting his waist to actively meet his penis, “Ah… Master… Ella’s hole is so hot and itchy… Ooh… Master, it feels so good when you fuck Ella…”

　　Ella moaned with a flushed face, Olaf almost ejaculating from his tight, twitching cunt, roaring and increasing his speed, fucking the poor little Ella until finally, his thin human body tensed, his neck arched, and he screamed as he reached orgasm.

　　The throbbing hole, now filled with the large penis, spasmed violently, the tender flesh of the opening frantically sucking and gripping the glans, almost squeezing the German Shepherd to ejaculate.

　　Olaf withdrew his penis, and as fluid gushed from the cavity, he hugged Ella’s waist, rubbed it a few times, and then thrust it in all the way, his large testicles slapping against the opening, splashing out a ring of precum.

　　”Ah~” Ella cried out, reaching another climax. Canine’s climax is generally uninterrupted; after one ejaculation, he can quickly reach another. Ella’s front penis continued to ejaculate, amidst the master’s thrusting, erotic caresses, and deep breaths, until finally, the vas deferens could no longer carry semen, and urine gushed out.

　　”Ahhhhhh… Master…” After ejaculating, Ella, imitating a human, hugged his master’s head and tried to kiss his lips.

　　Olaf naturally returned the kiss, their tongues entwining and dancing together, their lips pressed together hungrily, a passionate and sensual kiss. Ella loved it, happily devouring his master’s mouth. Meanwhile, his master’s large penis continued to thrust and pound rapidly into his increasingly aroused cunt.

　　Olaf seemed unsatisfied; he carried Ella to the bathroom, fucking him while watching him in the mirror.

　　Ella’s face, similar to Finn’s, was flushed and contorted, completely lost in lust. Olaf gazed intently at him, penetrating him again and again, looking through the mirror at his sweat-drenched white back, his round buttocks swallowing the thick, dark penis, and his orange-yellow hair, similar to Finn’s.

　　Slowly, Olaf fell into confusion again…

　　Who did he like now, Finn or Ella…?

　　“Ah… Master… Master’s big dick… Big dick is poking Ella’s stomach…” Ella moaned droolingly. He was being pressed against the wall and fucked hard by his master. His toes were on the ground, his thighs were gradually spreading out, and he was only supported by his big cock. He tried to grab the smooth wall, but failed again and again. His body kept sliding down. After being fucked hundreds of times, his master suddenly pulled out his penis, grabbed his plump buttocks and forcefully spread them open, like a peach being torn apart, revealing the red and juicy hole inside.

　　This behavior was too lewd. Even Ella was so ashamed that his whole body turned red. He called out, “Master… Master…” but his flesh hole flowed out more sticky fluid.

　　Olaf held his cock and rubbed it back and forth a few times, then suddenly thrust it in again, inserting the entire wet and big penis.

　　Ella let out a soft “Ah!” as he was being fucked, his body hunched over, his forehead hitting the wall. Ella’s eyes glazed over, and he passed out.

　　Olaf, thinking he had knocked him unconscious, cursed him as a “useless dog,” picked him up, put him back on the bed, and continued fucking him. It wasn’t until almost an hour later, after Olaf had been raping the corpse, that he realized Ella was truly unconscious…

　　Olaf took him to his research lab. Although the man didn’t say anything, his eyes were filled with fear, a feeling similar to when he lost Finn—panic and helpless.

　　“Mr. Mueller, the side effects of the drug have appeared. His nervous system is malfunctioning; his synapses are unable to secrete neurotransmitters. He may never wake up again, and even if he does, he may experience memory confusion, amnesia, or even schizophrenia…”

　　Olaf’s face was deathly pale. “Cure him! I told you to cure him!”

　　The researcher in the lab shook his head. “I can’t guarantee a cure, because we told you before that drugs that turn animals into humans inherently have unknowns. He’s experiencing these symptoms; it’s just a matter of time.”

　　At this point, Olaf had completely lost his mind. He grabbed the researcher’s clothes, his eyes bloodshot, and growled, “I spend so much money supporting you all, and this is what you tell me? Unknowns? Incurable? I think you don’t want to leave America alive!”

　　Just then, the doctor rushed out and said that the man had woken up.

　　Olaf ran to the sterile room and saw the stupid dog sitting up, looking at the strangers in work clothes with terrified eyes.

　　Olaf walked in, and when Ella turned to look at him, his eyes welled up with tears.

　　“Ella…”

　　Ella looked at him blankly, then at the others, and suddenly asked, “Who are you…where am I…”

　　Under Olaf’s utterly desperate gaze, Ella looked down at his hands, “Who am I…”