The barn was always Betty’s favorite place to be. The smell of hay and manure was comforting, and the peace and quiet it offered were a welcome respite from the hustle and bustle of the farm. She stood in the middle of the barn, clad only in a freshly soiled Pampers diaper, holding a camera and filming herself playfully as she rubbed the diaper against her bare skin.
“What do you think, Max?” she asked, turning to her mischievous dog, who had just bounded into the barn. His oversized doggie dick flopped around as he ran, and he jumped up, pawing at the camera, trying to get Betty’s attention.
“Back off, you perverted pup!” Betty feigned annoyance, swatting at Max with a playful insult. “Can’t a girl have some privacy around here?”
Max, undeterred, continued his pursuit of Betty. He nuzzled against her leg, his dick pressing against the diaper. Betty, unable to resist the curiosity, reached down and tentatively wrapped her fingers around Max’s girthy shaft.
“Well, I’ll be damned,” she giggled, unable to hide her amusement at the absurdity of the situation. “You’re quite the well-endowed farm dog, aren’t you?”
Max shuddered with pleasure as Betty began to stroke him, his dick throbbing in her hand as precum beaded at the tip. Betty’s own arousal grew as she continued to touch him, and she felt a strange mix of excitement and embarrassment.
“I can’t believe I’m actually enjoying this,” she thought, as she dropped to her knees, bringing Max’s dick level with her face.
With a mischievous glint in her eye, Betty stuck out her tongue and flicked it against Max’s sensitive tip. Max shuddered with pleasure, his hind legs quivering with delight. Emboldened, Betty opened her mouth and took Max’s dick inside. She began to suck, her head bobbing back and forth as Max’s pleasure mounted.
Betty’s diaper grew wetter as she continued to suck Max, her own arousal building. She couldn’t believe she was actually enjoying this. Max, unable to contain himself any longer, let out a deep, guttural groan. His dick swelled in Betty’s mouth as he began to cum.
Betty, caught off guard, tried to pull away, but Max’s orgasm was too powerful. He pumped rope after rope of hot, sticky dog cum into Betty’s mouth. She swallowed, her eyes wide with shock, as she tried to process what had just happened.
Max, spent and satisfied, flopped down beside Betty. He nuzzled against her diaper, leaving a trail of wetness on the fabric. Betty, still reeling from the unexpected encounter, couldn’t help but laugh.
“Well, Max,” she said, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “I guess that’s one way to break the ice. But next time, maybe give a girl a little warning?”
Max, blissfully unaware of the innuendo, simply wagged his tail and looked up at Betty with adoring eyes. She couldn’t help but smile back.
“I guess we’re both a little kinkier than we thought,” she mused, as she stood up and dusted herself off. “But I guess that’s just part of being a farmgirl.”
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