Jack laid on top of the dog woman, melting into her soft warm fur, and with a little help he slipped his solid cock between her legs and penetrated her with a grunt.
"So tight." He gasped, marveling at the solid strength of her body.
"All yours, master." The collie gasped. "Now fuck me. Fuck me hard. Like the animal I am."
The farm boy needed little more coaxing, laying into the soaking anthro with strong eager thrusts. Before long they had rolled across the cement floor and into the straw pile, fucking harder and harder, and now Pat was on top of him, pushing her full weight down on his cock as he hammered into her. The two of them sharing a primal pleasure neither could have imagined.
"YES!" Pat screamed, panting her long pink tongue. Hands on his knees, pressing herself into him. Tail banging on the floor. Jack pushed up, finally, unable to hold on, and released into her. He grabbed her breasts, squeezed, and they both gasped.
"Was I good, master?" She gently laid on top of the human. "Was I what you expected?"
"Better." He panted. "Good girl." And he patted her head.
She mocked offense playfully and sat up, pulling herself off his deflating dick. "Hey, pull the good dog shit again, and you ain't gettin' no more of my pup pussy, hear?"
"Aw, I was only foolin'." Jack gasped, and pulled on his pants.
"Hey..." Pat sat next to him, letting him stroke her hair, relishing the feeling. "You think some of the horses would like a drink, too?"