Tying the Record - Posted on September Thu 9th 7:08 AM (Never Expires) - Format: text
  1. Tying the Record - Part 2
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  3. Sanfrit grabbed at the bars of the kennel's door and pulled it up, releasing the thick-bodied malamute from his enclosure.  Unlike the other dogs, Gauge didn't leap out and jump at Arnika like the others had; instead, he casually strolled over with his maw open and tail curled up high over his lower back with a look of confidence on his face.  The tip of his cock was out, but it was well contained and he wasn't proving to be too excited just yet.  
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  5. “What a gorgeous boy we have here!”  Arnika crooned as she crawled towards him on all fours, her own tail raised high in a failed attempt to mimic the malamute curl.  When the two met at the edge of the blanket, she grabbed at his neck fur to give him a squeeze before stroking her fingers down his flank to tease at his haunches.  “And what a silky coat he has!  You guys sure this is the kind of pup that needs to be in a video like this?”  
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  7. Ilorek poked his head out from behind the camera and chirped back at her.  “I know his owner quite well; trust me, this good boy could be a porn star if he wanted.  You just have your fun.  Oh, and he don't forget he loves his butt played with, I'm sure your watchers would love to see that.”  
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  9. She grinned and sat back on her calves, tail wagging behind her as a silken strand of cum dribbled out of her pussy and onto the fabric below her.  She kept giving Gauge a gentle pet and scratch as he leaned in and nuzzled her neck, nibbling the fur there to make a mess of it before tenderly licking it better.  Arnika felt her fur stand on end as goosebumps overcame her body, a tingle of pleasure tracing up and down her spine.  Still aroused, she slipped her free hand between her thighs to tease at her slit, coaxing out a dollop of canine seed that she brought up to her lips to lick off only to have Gauge lick it off for her.  
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  11. “Well who's a good boy?”  She asked in a typical pup-talking voice as she gave his neck another scratch leading up to his chin.  In response, he started wagging his tail, so she fell down to her chest with her hands out in a canine play stance which Gauge mimicked.  With a light tap, she pawed at the back of his paw to get him to do the same, both trying to be the one to end up with the paw on top, him playfully gnashing his teeth at her.  
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  13. Then, when they were both batting and lightly jabbing at one another, she leapt forward to tackle him, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him to the ground with her.  She could instantly tell given the malamute's muscle tone and strength that had he resisted she'd have hung from his neck helplessly, but instead he flopped down with her, rolling onto his back next to her with all fours up in the air.  In a super playful mode, she made a rawr sound and pounced on him, burying her muzzle against his chest while lightly biting at him and tickling his sides, coaxing his four legs to claw and push at her belly and breasts even as he was licking her between the ears.  
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  15. Typical canine roughhousing, at least until Arnika started slowly nibbling her way down his chest and onto his belly, her hands tickling seductively close to either side of his sheath and muzzle just inches above the protruding red cock tip that nearly squirted at her chin.  
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  17. Gauge kept lightly toying at her with his paws, kicking at her chest and belly right up until he felt her supple tongue sliding over the exposed part of his member.  Instantly, a swell could be seen in his sheath as his knot throbbed to attention.  
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  19. Arnika could see this, so she gently laid her palm down on his bulge for a bit to give a gentle squeeze before stroking him up and don over the bulbous lobes that pressed against his sheath, each motion pulling back more of the skin to expose his entire length.  The delicious looking throbbing red length of the malamute's member was too appetizing to ignore, so she wrapped her lips around it – using them and her tongue for cushion – as she started to idly suckle.  Her hand on his knot teased past his balls to the underside of his tail by walking her fingers over his furred backside, eventually finding the fleshy pucker of his tailhole.  To her shock, it seemed already moist with lube so she gave it a circular rub, a motion that seemed to coax more of a reaction out of him than her lips on his cock.  
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  21. With a burst of inspiration, she gulped hard and pulled away from his shaft, drooling her own saliva and his lubricant out over her lip, which she hurriedly caught in her fingers before it fell onto his sheath.  With the viscous mess pooled in her palm, she shifted to behind him with either knee on opposite sides of his tail, his hind paws on her thighs.  The fur of his thick tail tickled at the swollen flesh of her vulva, so she whimpered a bit for the camera and bit her lip with a grin.  “He isn't even in me yet and he's already turning me on.”  She said, grinding her hips at the air between the two of them.
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  23. Then, before the scene grew idle, she spat more into her palm and pressed the mess up to his tailhole, soaking his pucker and the fur around it in a gooey concoction of his own lube and her saliva.  She used her fingers to rub it in, slipping a single finger into him in order to apply the fluids both in and on him.  Though she shouldn't have been surprised, she was once again shocked at how much her attention seemed to entice the malamute, as he laid on his back with front paws folded on his chest as she invaded his rump end.
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  25. Gauge remained mostly still, with maw open and tongue lolling out over his lips as his lower half twitched and subtly bucked against her finger, muscles clenching every other second.  He was panting and playfully whimpering at her, the tip of his curled tail trying its best to wag between her thighs.
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  27. Curious and eager, Arnika leaned over him and gave the underside of his shaft one more loving lick as she slipped a second finger into him with a guttural squelch.  After rotating her fingers a few times to loosen him up, she curled her digits up to please his prostate – as she would if she were pleasuring a fellow female porn star by teasing the G-spot.  As expected, his member started idly drooling and leaking precum all over his belly, so she leaned over and hungrily licked it up.  
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  29. “Hey, aren't you supposed to be saving that your your pussy?”  Asked Yelena from off-camera.  
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  31. Arnika looked up and whimpered a bit, as though she'd been caught.  “S-sorry, I'll keep that in mind.”  She apologized, before sitting back straight up while still idly rubbing at Gauge's rump hole.  Given that he seemed soft, tender, and malleable, she pulled mostly out and let a bit of spit drain from her tongue down onto her palm again, letting the lube slide between her digits right into him. In one fluid motion she pushed back in and pulled back out, dispersing the viscous saliva all over his rump hole in order to slip another finger into him.  At this point she wasn't shocked to feel that his tailhole spread and stretched to easily swallow all three fingers to the knuckles.  
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  33. Given his malleable nature and her own performance enhancing persona – the one that released all inhibitions or hesitations when she was in front of a camera – she snapped the fingers on her free hand towards Valencia.  “Lube.”  She curtly demanded.  
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  35. “Just a sec.”  Val said after only a moment's hesitation. She grabbed a bottle from atop Kylem's kennel called 'cloud juice', the lube that their production company liked to use exclusively, and tossed it to Arnika.
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  37. The northern fox caught it with ease, popping the cap with her thumb and squirting a while bunch of it into the palm that was still rubbing against Gauge's tailhole. The cold lube made him tense up a bit and arch his back, but his body heat warmed it within seconds and he calmed down.  She flipped the cap back on, tossed the bottle to the ground next to her, and used her partially inserted hand to ease some of the lube into him and all around his tailhole.
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  39. She wasn't sure if it was the lube that softened him up or if it was just the viscous nature of the fluid, but his tailhole flesh seemed to relax at the feel of the slimy, clear concoction that she was applying in and on and around his tailhole.  This allowed her more freedom to rotate and gently thrust while using all three fingers on his ass, at least until she slipped her fourth in and was able to submerge her digits past the knuckles leaving her thumb rubbing gently against his taint.  
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  41. “Getting a good shot of this?”  She asked, looking up at Valencia while lightly panting and huffing at her companion.  Gauge's rump was partially gaped open, with his glistening tailhole throbbing and pulsing with every breath and a trail of slime oozing out into her palm.  Valencia did get a good look before giving a thumbs up and pulling back out, and that was when Arnika decided to go all-in.
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  43. She slipped her thumb in the crook that her four fingers created, giggling as it disappeared into his flesh with ease.  The whooshing of the air that rushed into him mixed with the soft flesh of his rump walls and the lube that coated him inside and out to create a deep and guttural slurping sound that was immediately cut off the moment she managed to slip her entire fist in with one sensual lurch.  His pucker extended and swallowed her right up to the wrist, clenching around its thinnest part as it suckled at her.  
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  45. “So this is what this feels like.”  She laughed at herself as she looked off into the distance, focusing her mind on the sensations of his ass caressing her flesh and fur.  To her surprise, he was quite roomy inside once she got past the relatively taut pucker, and his walls were tender and smooth pillows that smothered her with its luscious anal lubricants.  After giving a few gentle pumps in and out, she balled her hand up into a fist and flexed to firm the muscles in her digits, creating a sort of tie as she tugged on his anal ring.  
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  47. The pink of his pucker extended and kept around her hand, refusing to let go even as it stretched  out a full few inches before finally giving way and releasing her with a gooey splash of lube and inner mucus.  She could see the slime drooling off her knuckles and wrist as his rump slowly closed up, the cherry pink of his insides slowly giving way to the lighter, gentler pink of his rump.  
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  49. Rather than let that be the end of it, she converged all of her fingers and thumbs into one point and eased herself back into him, his flesh swallowing her to the wrist in one fluid motion with minimal resistance.  Given her tendency to take things a bit too far and get a bit too  rough on camera, she started gently pumping in and out, rotating her wrist every time as she got into a steady rhythm, specks of cum and lube bursting out against every hollow squelch of his gaping hindquarters.  When she looked up, she saw that he was panting and shivering in delight, his cock now fully exposed and soaking wet with the lubricant he had been secreting.
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  51. The lobes of his knot were still small, uninflated yet ready to penetrate if need be, so Arnika had to keep her hands away from them. She knew if she gave him a squeeze, his knot would grow firm and he would finish off before she got to feel it inside her, thus ruining the shot.  Instead, she wanted to have a bit more fun with his rump before letting him go, so she pulled her fist out with a brief tug, then immediately dove down next to him with her snout up against his tailhole, fingers parting his anal lips and tongue lapping at the deep red of his insides.  
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  53. This lasted only a few moments before Gauge kicked his way away from her by digging his hindpaws into her shoulder and twisting around off his back and onto his feet.  She got up, only to be immediately tackled by the powerful malamute.  He pinned her down and nuzzled into her neck as he started to thrust his hips at her, the tip of his cock spewing thin strands of precum up and down her belly.  
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  55. She saw her opportunity present itself, so she shifted into position with her knees up on either side of him and lifted her hips up, eagerly meeting him where his member was bobbing and thrusting.  The sensation of him stabbing and missing his mark was unpleasant at first despite the warmth of his precum spiderwebbing all over her black vulva, so she grabbed at his member and aimed him right at her opening.  Her guidance worked, as he quickly plunged his member to the knot into her.  
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  57. “Aaah!  AH!  Oooooohhhhh, yes.”  A moan escaped her lips as she threw her head back.  The slapping of his knot against her cunt lips made her twitch in delight, almost making her lose her composure and pull away in such a way that would have made his aim lose its way, which could have hurt.  Luckily, she kept her hips up and he kept at her until his knot popped into her with a juicy squish.  
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  59. Like the first two pups that had a go at her, Gauge's knot swelled with ease and locked into her, tugging on her lips while pulsing and squirting stream after stream of cum into her depths.  She threw her head back and hips up high as Gauge panted and gasped gently above her.  Then, as she was growing complacent, Gauge collapsed on her, thus letting her relax on her back with her legs spread out below him, giving the camera a good look at her distended cunt lips and the crest of his knot pulling out against them. Though the camera could not see, she was also prodding at her own clitoris between them, the weight of his body pressing down against her hand.
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  61. Her every bit of self pleasure mixed with the heat and pressure of his knot to send another series of pleasure shocks up her spine, and she found herself grasping at his chest fur to pull herself up, instinctively gnawing at his neck and shoulders with one hand and maw as her other hand wrapped around  his haunches to pull at his still-tender rump hole.  
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  63. As the prying digits clawed and tugged at his flesh and the matted rim of slick fur around his pucker, she managed to get a few fingers back into him to spread his rump open wide one last time for the camera.  He had calmed down, now that his cock was lodged firmly deep within her and was sloshing around in the reservoir of the canine cum that came before his, tiny spurts of it escaping the thin barrier between the bulge of his knot and the grasping confines of her taut pussy flesh.
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  65. The two of them remained relatively still with Arnika idly grasping at his hind end and nuzzling into him all the while, biting and squeezing harder every time she felt his cock twitch and spew another strand of his gooey seed into her.  At this point she was shocked to be able to tell that his knot was by far the biggest she'd seen and felt yet, as it remained tied to her despite her loins having been pummeled and tenderized by Yelena, Telkop, and Kylem already.
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  67. His member remained tied inside her even as he shuffled and got to all fours, attempting to stand up as his knot tugged at her depths.  She winced a bit at the dull throbbing pain that came with such a powerful yank at her loins, yet still managed to offer the camera a smile as she grasped at his fur, strands of cum erupting from her lips to soak her thighs in increasingly voluminous amounts. Then, after a gush of seed erupted all at once, his knot popped out and came to rest against her inner thighs and swollen vulva.
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  69. She whimpered and tentatively pressed at his belly to give him a rub of encouragement, fully expecting him to step off her, but he didn't move.  Instead, he stayed in place and looked back at the camera, wagging his tail as he kept the length of his shaft inside her; it was like he was trying to keep warm as an alternative to having his member dangling in the cool afternoon air.  Then, in a shocking display of lucidity, he bent his legs and started grinding down against her, swirling his shaft around against her soft walls.  
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  71. This behaviour seemed quite odd to Arnika, and while she maintained that smile of lust and longing for his cock, her mind started to wander to this particular canine's history and training.  Either he had been in porn before – a lot – or there was something more to him.
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  73. Her train of thought was cut to an abrupt end when Gauge gave her a tender lick on the nose and he stepped away from her, his cock slipping out of her with a wet squelch followed by dangling gently between his legs, spurts of thin canine seed darkening in a web on the blanket beneath him.  While most dogs would lick themselves off, he simply stepped forth so that his haunches were next to Arnika's upper body.
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  75. She glared at him for a moment before shrugging and going with it, hungrily sucking on his cock as she cradled his knot between her fingers.  Mere moments passed before his length was clean of the lubricant and cum that he and the others had left on him, and rather than having him dive at her pussy to clean her of the excess that was matting up the fur around her inner thighs, haunches, belly, and tail, he just walked right back to his kennel without so much as a friendly command.  
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  77. As Gauge put his head down in preparation to slip back into his kennel, he glanced up at Yelena and Sanfrit before barking once and diving over the row of kennels to burst out into the fields.  Instantly, Yelena chased after him.  “Hey!  Get back here!”  She called out, nearly tripping over the final dog's kennel before disappearing into the pasture.  Sanfrit grinned over to Arnika, raising an eyebrow before glancing out to see Gauge run by with Yelena in tow.  
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  79. Arnika rolled he eyes as she got back into her own business.“That was totally weird, right?”  She asked, giggling at the camera as she licked her lips.  “It's like he's done this before.”  
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  81. Ilorek chuckled a bit.  “You could say that, so it's not weird at all.  Not a whole lot he can do, is there?”  
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  83. Arnika wanted to respond to him, to think up some witty or clever barb for the camera, but instead shrugged and shifted to lean on her one elbow, using the hand that she'd fisted Gauge with to rub at her own pussy, smearing his mucous and lubricant all over herself before slipping her finger inside.  Just like Gauge, she was able to easily spread her lips and slide her entire fist into herself, balling up her hand and tugging on her lips before pulling out and gaping herself wide for the camera. It was a brisk action, just to keep her loins loose and ready for the next dog that was being released.
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  85. Mid-fist-pullout, the next canine – Marama – was already barreling across the room at her, tackling her in a shower of tongue kisses all over her face, most of which she attempted to ward off and deflect from her muzzle and eyes in a playful gesture.  “H-hey, stop it!  Be nice, pup!”  She giggled, slowly letting the thoughts of Gauge's peculiar behavior escape her mind.  Then, once she allowed herself to indulge Marama, she stopped resisting his aggressive kisses to lean back into him, keeping her maw open for his tongue to slap and lick at her teeth and lips.  
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  87. She made a kissing motion, pursing her lips to guide his tongue to the front of her maw.  In that position, she was able to suckle on him and lightly bite down on him, enough to make him hesitate and pull away but not enough o make him stop kissing her.
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  89. His member could be seen poking out from his intense blue-furred sheath, spraying a steady stream of precum all over her belly and breasts, a slimy mess she eagerly rubbed into her fur followed by licking up the fingers that did so.  To her delight, it tasted almost sweet, like someone had mixed glycerin with his precum!  With that in mind, she cradled the underside of his sheath and tried her best to aim his cock up at her open maw.  He did manage to shoot a few strands at her muzzle, creating a couple bridges of mess from top to bottom jaw, but it wasn't enough for her.  
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  91. Before she could sidle her way down to sample his flavors straight from the tap, Marama eagerly leaned into her and gave a series of slow, passionate licks.  Kisses, to clean his mess of her like a gentleman.  
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  93. Arnika smiled and closed her eyes, licking her lips as she did so to share in the tasteful appetizers that glazed her muzzle.  “Good boy there, Marama.  Real good boy.” She whispered at him, spreading her legs as she did so.  After a few subtle adjustments, she got her knee up and gave his member a squeeze through the sheath, fingers clamping around his yet-uninflated knot to give a bit of a tug.  A bit more reserved than the others, Marama simply arched his back and pushed his hips forward, the motion peeling his skin back to expose the red of his throbbing erection.
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  95. Though he was clearly excited, the dog didn't start wildly bucking like the other dogs had.  Instead, he gently prodded forward, as if he were gingerly searching for a hole to bury his bone.  
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  97. “Poor guy just wants some loving.”  Arnika said to the camera as she pulled his skin back, exposing the knot in its entirety.  “I wouldn't want to leave him needing, would I?”  She leaned back and slid her hand around between his member and her belly, fingers wrapped around the knot to aim his tip at her swollen and cum-soaked pussy lips.  Upon feeling her warmth against his member, he did give a buck, but then held back when he felt her squeeze.  After a mere moment of idly aiming and redirecting his shaft, Arnika was able to find the tender passage of her pussy, slipping just the tip in enough to give him his guidance.
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  99. As expected, Marama stepped forth and bent his hind legs, slowly forcing himself into her as he  pressed his lips to hers in a surprisingly compassionate tongue-laden kiss.  A flow of gooey mess overflowed from her depths as his shaft filled her, the semi-clear yet pearlescent cum soaking the fur on her wrist as she held him there.  He was certainly pushing and grinding, but she was shocked at how gentle and passionate he was being.  In the back of her mind, she thought maybe Marama was used to this, too, but didn't let it distract her for long before she released him and wrapped her arm around her hand to once again grip his knot from behind.  
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  101. By this point, she wasn't at all shocked to feel that, with a bit of pressure and the proper relaxation, she was able to force his still forming knot into her without his aggressive bucks or violent hip thrusts.  Instead, she threw her head back away from his insistent kisses as she wiggled her hips, moaning gently as she felt her vulva slowly jerking and sliding over the bulbs of his knot in brisk motions before hitting that girth point where the rest slipped in with one glorious lurching sensation.  His knot swelled inside her, twitching to life alongside each of his powerful heartbeats as the veins throbbed against her sensitive flesh.
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  103. She could easily read his pulse this way.  
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  105. Similarly, she could also feel the rhythmic sensations of more canine seed being pumped into her.  As she moved and shifted, she could feel the lobes of his knot spinning around from side to side, rocking in place while pressing out against her most tender and sensitive spots, the hot flesh rubbing just right.  When he shifted back, she felt a tug and that familiar stretch that made her think that he was about to pop out of her, so she wrapped her fingers around her lips – two on either side of his knot – to hold him in as a torrent of cum erupted from her depths to splash out all over her lower body.
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  107. “Whoa, whoa!”  She cautioned, awkwardly grinding her teeth and twisting her body to match his only to have him press his muzzle to hers, jaws locking together as his tongue eagerly slid over hers and down her throat.  She gagged and sputtered a bit, but then relaxed and let him have his way with her, even eagerly pushed back and cradled his cheek as though she were passionately kissing a lover.
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  109. The more they embraced, the tighter she clenched her pussy lips and the deeper her vulva sucked down his member and all the seed that came with it.  Oddly enough, she hadn't felt this impassioned in years, and was likely the most sensual and deeply moving mating session she'd enjoyed ever since starting up as a porn starlet.  That sudden shift in mood and desire stripped away her acting charms and transformed her into someone just having fun for herself, not the camera.  
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  111. Sure, she was always having fun, but this was slightly different.  As she started to grind her pelvis and gyrate her hips, she could feel his knot lobes swaying back and forth, teasing at the inside of her lips and threatening to pop out with every motion.  She held on with her hands a bit, using fingertips to push at the cresting underside of his knot and keep him inside, but quickly lost herself in his passionate and deep licks, a shift in focus that resulted in his knot slipping out of her with another warm gush of slick doggy cum that was actually starting to pool on her belly.  
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  113. Though he had popped out, he remained pushed up against her, idly rocking back and forth to keep pumping his shaft through her swollen and snug cunt lips, each motion forcing her depths to overflow with yet more of the seed that had already filled her womb.  
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  115. She didn't want this to end; though Marama's cock was average sized compared to the others – a touch smaller than Gauge's – it felt so much more fulfilling given his need to kiss and nuzzle into her.  Still, the moment couldn't last and she knew it was about time to move onto the next and final one of the canines she'd looked forward to having in her all day.  With that in mind, Arnika couldn't bring herself to push him off or kick him away.  Her loins were finally getting a moment's rest after being pummeled and tenderized by his firm knot flesh so she felt like she could mount an army, but she wasn't going to push him back in again due to the fact that she still had a performance to tend to.  
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  117. The only solution she could think of was to relax her hips and gently lay onto her back, flat so that if Marama wanted to keep tongue or cock in her, he'd have to bend down and squat.  As she lowered herself, she could feel his shaft slipping from her depths, and he slowly lost interest in keeping his jaws locked to hers.  Once she was too far down to have kept his member swallowed by her nether lips, he pulled away and rolled onto the side with one leg up, gently licking at his own length to clean himself off.  
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  119. Sensing another opportunity to get a great shot for her camera, she rolled over as well and rubbed her cheek on his member, catching bits of his mess against the back of her ear even as his tongue slapped around the girth of it. She did give his knot a squeeze, hoping to feel it swell again in her palm, but it just shrunk and shriveled in place, having spent his load while adding it to the others in her womb.  
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  121. Instead, she gave him a pat and a scratch after rubbing the gooey mess on her breasts, urging him to go back to his kennel.  He didn't obey, instead rolling to all fours in an attempt to get his tongue in her pussy.  Arnika didn't want to ruin the glorious mess she'd built up in and around her pussy, so she lowered her tail and pushed him away.  He turned with a whimper and followed Sanfrit's command to return to his kennel, where he continued to care for his own member as it slipped back into his blue-toned sheath.
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  123. That's when Arnika took in a deep breath and shuddered in a combination of delight from the residual warmth coming from her womb and anticipation knowing she had just one dog left.  A cool tingle of adrenaline filled her chest and stood the fur on her breasts on end as a droning warmth kept her nethers tingling, her thighs squeezed together as she looked right at the camera that Valencia was holding at her head height.  “A-alright my friends out there, we're almost done here.  One more insatiable knot to swallow and I will have tied the record set by Valeffi Acanyo a few years back.  I'm really starting to loosen up, though, so I'm not entirely sure if I can keep any of it in me, cum or cock, so I guess we should get that last big boy out here and do it!”  
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  125. She nodded towards Sanfrit, who was still fidgeting with the cage door for Marama's kennel.  He pushed the pin in and slid open the door to Freyja's kennel, thus releasing the final pup, unleashing him on Arnika.  
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  127. Freyja – a cream colored and thick-bodied shepherd – barreled out of the kennel with maw open much the same way as Marama had, only he wasn't licking and nuzzling into her but instead baring his teeth and biting down on her.  
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  129. A split second passed where the aggressive canine made Arnika seriously consider calling for Sanfrit to pull the dog off her, but then she felt a stir in her loins that reminded her just how into this she was and how much fun she could be having if she let this violently horny guy knot fuck her until she was sloppy and loose.  
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  131. While he snapped and hopped up, forelegs wrapped around her hips to hold her in place, she managed to spin around to all fours with her tail up, the gooey mess that had pooled on her belly dripping down onto the ground and blanket beneath her.  Freyja saw his opportunity and bit down on her neck, clamping jaws in one go as he curled his front paws around her hips with claws digging into her sides.
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  133. “Aah!  Oh, oooooh, ow.”  She whimpered and winced, the pain of his claws ruining her mood for only a split second before he started bucking and thrusting at her, the tip of his member aggressively jabbing at her haunches to smear the mess that was matting her fur even wider and flatter to her flesh. She quickly found that this was a more typical feral session, not the more passionate and considerate mounts she'd been offered by the prior studs. They were experienced and classy, Freyja seemed like a wild dog with how much effort and strength he was putting into every buck of his hips.  
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  135. The firm tip of his member jabbed at her haunches, occasionally penetrating into her rump for a fraction of a second before finally finding itself cradled in the soft mound that was her plump triangular vulva.  Midway through his thrust, he jerked into action by leaping into her, the angle of his hips and the grip of his powerful front paws pushing her back against his sheath to peel it back in one fluid motion as he plunged every bit of his length into her.  He was hardly even hard at this point, and within seconds he had violently penetrated her to the hilt with his knot rapidly expanding to fill her pussy.  
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  137. She cried out and grasped at the blanket, not prepared for the extreme inflation of her lady bits, not even after the prior knots she'd taken and all the lube that had coated her walls.  Though Freyja was a shepherd, he acted and was endowed more like a wolf!  
  138.  
  139. A grunt escaped her lips followed by a strained moan as she slipped her hand down between her legs to tease at her clit, relishing the sensations and pressure as she pressed hard against the bulging of his knot that was distending her lips and threatening to pop out.  Then, with a deeply unpleasant shift in her loins, his knot rotated and adjusted itself, quickly finding the perfect angle to just barely squeeze through her opening, resulting in him popping out amidst a gush of gooey mess.  
  140.  
  141. “Aaaaaaaaoooooah.  Oooooooooh, hmmmmmm.” Arnika cried out, long wailing sirens of pleasure as she felt her cunt lips give way to his swollen knot.  She looked back at the camera with a smile as she prepared to start her speech about her accomplishment of five knots in a row having finally been reached, but she was exhausted and went slow enough that she was cut off mid-turn by Freyja's violent bucking.  
  142.  
  143. He clamped down harder on her neck, powerful jaws holding her in place as he reverted back to his pre-knot thrusting motions.  Rather than thrusting to find a spot for his member to get buried, his shaft remained inside her and his knot aggressively slapped against her tender vulva, grinding and splashing bits of precum and lubricant all over the place.
  144.  
  145. Things seemed relatively tame at first, until he leaned into her and arched his back high, forcing his hips to press tight to hers, his knot rotating ever so slightly enough to once again stretch her opening wide.  Her loose hole stretched to its malleable limits, once again swallowing his bulges with an outward lurch, her flesh smothering him as his knot eased its way into her.  Her eyes went wide as she once again felt that massive girth invade her backside, filling her as his similarly thick shaft poked out at her belly to give her a bit of a bulge.  A bloat could be felt deep within her womb, the combined fluids filling her and plugged by the shaft in her cervix and knot in her cunt.
  146.  
  147. She couldn't actually feel his spurts splashing at her back walls, but could definitely feel the rhythmic throb as more and more gooey strands of dog cum filled her a bit at a time.  The more got pumped into her, the more the pressure grew at her depths, resulting in another copious splash erupting out of her alongside yet another knot extraction.
  148.  
  149. Before he even finished his exhalation, he was already bucking into her again, grinding that knot up against her lips with a series of powerful hip thrusts.  This time, the knot popped in within a few attempts, briskly locking with her, then immediately popping back out to urge him to go again.  In and out his knot popped, tugging on her pussy only to erupt with a gush of seed and be pushed back in with another violent splash and squish.  
  150.  
  151. This kept up for what felt like hours but only lasted a few minutes, as Freyja just kept fucking her like a jackhammer, his fully engorged and massive knot slipping in and out of her until she was left soft, soggy, loose, and limp.  Then, in one final body-rocking motion, he leapt into her as his cock throbbed to maximum firmness and girth accompanied by one final and massive eruption of seed, the thickness of it tugging on her pussy lips one last time before he started to grow limp.  He had finally climaxed, satisfied.  
  152.  
  153. He let go of his jaw's grip on her neck, gently licking at her fur as he eased back off her, his member slipping out of her partially flaccid as though he were a stallion finishing up with a mare.  A slimy, gooey mess accompanied him, temporarily bridging from his cock tip to her cunt lips before the weight pulled all the fluid down into a puddle between her hind legs. With hunger and performance in her mind, she reached down to catch as much of the leaking mess as she could – since clenching to hold it in was no longer an option – at the same time Freyja's cock twitched and spewed another web of cum all over her backside.  Some of it even splashed down on her gaping open cunny.  
  154.  
  155. Satisfied, Freyja hopped off her and walked to the side, member still spurting bits all over the place even as the sheath slid up over it, forcing the extra lube to collect at the end.  
  156.  
  157. Just then, as he was about to head back into his kennel under the guidance of Sanfrit, Yelena jogged her way back into the barn, huffing and exhausted.  “I think I lost him.  He disappeared into the woods.” She said, referring to Gauge.  “But-”
  158.  
  159. Mid sentence, Freyja leapt over his kennel at her, tackling her right off her feet and pinning her down as his member started swelling a second time.  As it turned out, he wasn't fully satisfied, simply done with her.  
  160.  
  161. Arnika groaned a bit as the camera got in nice and close.  Her cunt remained gaped open as the cool air of the barn tickled her right to her womb, milky film coating every inch of her vaginal walls and smothering her from underside of the tail right to the knees. She tried to clench for the camera, hoping to squeeze out more cum into her hand, but failed so she slowly rolled to her side, arms weak and shaking from the constant pleasure she had been toying with thanks to the five canines.  
  162.  
  163. “Well, there you have it.  Five dogs, five knots.  I've never felt so fulfilled in my life and I do it all for you.”  She said, pausing in between sentences.  She was slowly growing too exhausted to continue, having had five different canines mount her and make her their bitch.  She knew now why this was the record, since it put a lot into her and took a lot out.  “This is the Bitch in the North, and-”
  164.  
  165. “Hold up, princess.”  Sanfrit called out from behind the camera.  Valencia turned to get a look at the tall canine; he had been idly playing with himself through the fifth knotting session, and his own cherry red member had emerged from his sheath.  “You might be done with the dogs, but I think it's about time you finish up with a real wolf; tell me, think it would count for a sixth knot?”  He stepped over the tiny Valencia to stand tall above Arnika, sensually peeling back his sheath to expose his cock, which was more or less uniform in girth sans the bulbs near the base that had yet to swell.
  166.  
  167. Arnika whimpered a bit, squeezing her legs together as another thin stream of canine cum soaked her inner thighs.  “I-I'm not so sure that's a good idea, is it Naftris?”  She asked, worried about her tender and well worn pussy.  She was sure to use his stage name, because editing his real name out could have been weird for the final product.
  168.  
  169. He knelt beside her, sniffing at the air as his member slowly swelled.  “You smell that?  Smells like musk and estrus.”  He grabbed at his member and gave it a gentle squeeze, forcing a bit of his own concoction to add to the sprawling web of pearly cum that stretched from her breasts to her knees and literally everywhere in between. “It would be a shame to waste it on some feral mutts, wouldn't it?”  
  170.  
  171. The tone in the room had completely changed now that Sanfrit had descended upon her.  Though she had expected his participation from the beginning, the last few of the feral canines had distracted her mind just enough that she had forgotten that he planned on joining in on the fun, but that didn't mean she had any reservations.  Given his stature – easily thrice her overall size – she was more than happy to see what he was packing in that meaty sheath of his.  
  172.  
  173. “Not a shame, I don't think, but I'm sure a stud like yourself could really show me what another sire could do to me.”  She winked at him and grinned, idly wiping at her cheek just under her eye to smear some of the cum that had been dripping there right in front of her eye to distract her.  “Think you have what it takes to compete with the carnal desires of a feral?”  As she spoke, she lifted her one leg up and slipped a couple of fingers into herself, spreading her pussy lips and gaping her tenderized pussy just enough for the copious fluids to start leaking and soaking her inner thigh.
  174.  
  175. Sanfrit, no stranger to the invitation of a bitch, rested on his side behind her, sidling up against her rump end as he grabbed at her thigh.  He held her knee up as he angled his hips to prod his exposed cock tip at her plump lips.  “You say that now, but we'll see how well you do once you've got-”
  176.  
  177. “Stop talking, Naftris.  Just tie with me and quit with with your silly porn dialogue.  My watchers don't like that kind of stuff.”  Arnika interrupted him with a giggle, pressing her finger to his lips as she did so. Her other hand slid down over her swollen and loose lips to wrap around his cock tip, helping to guide him to her sopping wet opening.  “And please, don't be gentle.  There's no fun in that.”
  178.  
  179. He raised an eyebrow and smirked, his lips pulling at the side of his face to expose his teeth.  “Well, if that's how it's going to be-”  He pressed down on his belly skin next to his sheath, pulling it back to expose every inch of his member to her – knot and all. “-I hope you're ready.”  
  180.  
  181. “Been ready all day, ya sexy beast.”  She cradled his chin and pecked him on the lips as she eased back into him, grinding her hips to his as his length slowly slipped into her amidst a gasp of pleasure.  She was shocked to see just how big he really was – about as long as her forearm with what looked like a knot that would swell to the size of both of her fists balled up next to each other – but that didn't douse her enthusiasm one bit.  Quite the contrary, it just made her even more eager to feel him fill her. “I want you all.”
  182.  
  183. Sanfrit nodded and bared his fangs in a growl as he shifted his weight again and clenched down tight on her thigh, holding it up for the camera as he eased himself into her cozy cunt, the black of her vulva slowly enveloping his shaft right to the top of his knot.  He grunted a bit as he felt her weak muscles trying to squeeze him and hold him in place, but it didn't stop him from pushing harder into her in the hopes his unformed knot would slip into her as well.  
  184.  
  185. To his chagrin, her muscles still retained enough control and strength to keep him out, but that just made his member throb and swell even farther to the point the web of veins were popping out to caress the velvety folds of her depths and his knot was threatening to expand while grinding against her.
  186.  
  187. Arnika whimpered in delight as she felt the textures of his member grow in intensity, accented  by the rhythmic beating of his heart and the occasional twitch of his pelvic muscles.  She tried her best to clench and grind her own muscles back in unison, but found she wasn't quite able to keep up with his motions given the fatigue that had built up over the prior few hours.  
  188.  
  189. Valencia remained intensely filming with the handheld camera, getting a nice closeup shot of his slowly expending knot grinding against her cum-drooling lips as well as the glisten of the copious puddles and webs of cum that splashed across Arnika's chest, belly, face, neck, legs, and even her arms.  It was a glorious mess that her watchers were likely going to love, especially when paired with the effect the knots had on her once-tight pussy lips.  
  190.  
  191. Sensing the perfect time to get that shot, Arnika grunted and squeezed down, pressing fingers against her own lower belly to force a surge of the cum that had been swirling around inside her womb to pass over his length, and escape her cunt lips to coat his knot and splash down on the blanket.  She was about to turn around and gloat to him or encourage him, but didn't get a chance to as he immediately resisted her squeeze and push by bucking his hips into her.
  192.  
  193. His motion splashed cum everywhere – nearly bursting to the point a few gooey strands almost hit the portable camera – and his knot rubbed tight against her swollen and tender lips.  He growled and grinned at her before sliding his hand down to her hip, better holding her in place as he put all his muscle into holding her in place and forcing his cock to lurch forth into her depths.  In one messy motion, her vulva swallowed his knot whole and clenched shut at the thin neck between base and sheath.  
  194.  
  195. With maw open to congratulate him, she shuddered into a whimper as the tender flesh of her cunt gave way to the rapidly expanding knot lobes that were not resting comfortably beside her.  The looser length of passage just within her vulva was made for such knots – she referred to it as a knot reservoir, after all – but even she with all her experience wasn't ready for such a bulbous member.  Again, she tried to talk but ended up just grunting and clawing at the blanket as she tried her best to shift into a position that alleviate the pressure a bit.  
  196.  
  197. “What's the matter, dear?”  Asked Sanfrit with a knowing grin.  “Still want to take all I have to offer?”
  198.  
  199. She turned to look at him, narrowing her eyes in mock fury, only to burst out in laughter. “Is that all you got, pup? Come on, I've been with stallions thicker than that!”  Though her words and tone were boastful and cocky, the wincing on her face showed she was experiencing great stress within herself, both physically and mentally.  She wanted to get the best shot for the camera and her watchers at any cost, but the sudden and intense step up from well endowed ferals to an equally well endowed – yet relatively huge – sire was not one she was properly prepared for.  Luckily, the glorious mess of cum that the prior pups had left deposited in her womb – at least the stuff she hadn't pushed our forced out – was there as lube for him.  
  200.  
  201. In response, Sanfrit rolled his eyes and slowly shook his head, growling gently all the while.  “Oh dear, I fear you may be in over your head, Arnika.  We're not going to be parting ways for a while, so I hope you can get comfortable.”  He explained, before shifting his weight and getting to all fours above her, his motions tugging on her loins to force her to follow suit and join him in doggystyle position.  
  202.  
  203. While there, she slumped down to her chest, rump up high and tail curled to the side so Sanfrit could keep himself buried deep in her.  She pressed her breasts down tot he blanket and the puddle of cum that was there as she started licking it up, her steely blue eyes looking up at the camera in between loving laps.  She figured the video was basically over given the sixth knot had clearly tied to her, so she looked up and smiled, breasts smearing in the cum as she gave her outtro with a face twisted in strain.  “Well, Looks to me like we're at the end of out long and....fulfilling journey. Five ferals and one big boy to finish me off.  I'm very happy with today, and I'll be sure to keep you all posted on how this goes, but for now this is Bitch of the North signing off!”  She rubbed her paws in the cum, licked her fingers clean, then gave a peace sign, indicating it was time to finish the main video and turn her persona off.  
  204.  
  205. Still, Valencia kept the camera rolling, as B-roll footage and the eventual knot extraction would be glorious to watch.  
  206.  
  207. “Oi, Naft. You serious about being stuck together for a long time or was that just for the cameras?”  Arnika asked, both eager and anxious about what his answer may be.
  208.  
  209. Before answering, he wrapped his arm around her belly and pulled her back, the two of them ending up laying on each other with Sanfrit on his rump and Arnika squatting down on his member with her hind paws on his thighs. The camera could get a great shot up between their legs to see the pelvic bulge his knot formed against her distended vulva and the steady leak of seed dribbling out from between his knot lobes to coat his sheath and balls.  “Well, given how tight you are, probably a solid hour or so.”  He bucked up gently, his member shifting and twisting against her inner folds.
  210.  
  211. She winced lightly, but then smiled.  “Well, might as well get some delicious personal stuff out of the way as well.  Whole second video, just you and I.”  She reached down and idly rubbed at her clit, pressing the flesh of her lips against the bulge of his knot, then against the bloated bulge of her belly.  “I can tell I'm gonna feel pregnant by the time you're done with me.”  She was of course referring to the copious cum that bloated her womb, and was still swirling within her as Sanfrit pumped his own blend to the concoction.
  212.  
  213. Sanfrit was lodged pretty firmly into her depths, the knot tied hard where it should be and his shaft deep into her pussy to prod at her womb, which meant that very little cum was able to squeak out even as he kept pumping more into her.  He couldn't thrust at her, only lightly tug and tease with his fingers as he lightly nibbled at her neck or nuzzled into her cheek.  As such, the second video – recorded for Arnika's personal website – was where she was able to just relax and be herself. In the professional videos for Ilorek and Valencia, she had to keep up a sense of professionalism while still being cute and sexy, but not for her own site.
  214.  
  215. So, as the two of them remained on the blanket, tied together for at least an hour, they simply chatted about their lives in the porn industry, the many things they wanted to try – both solo and with each other now that they'd met – as well as intimate details about their sexual lives.  Every so often in between stories, they would both pause to do something sensual to keep the scene fresh, with Valencia recording every juicy detail.  
  216.  
  217. After talking about Arnika's experience with Ilorek and the stallion Oceris, Sanfrit pushed her back into doggystyle position and started rocking his hips into her to mimic a more traditional, stallion style mating.  His knot kept his member lodged in place, but his motions tugged on her pussy and allowed bits of cum to absolutely soak her inner thighs and the blanket they were on.  Then, once that little diversion ended, she talked about the time she got this little guy to double fist her past the elbow, followed by Sanfrit trying to finger her rump even though the girth of his knot proved to completely cut off both passages.
  218.  
  219. When Yelena returned, she joined in on the fun by getting on all fours and passionately licking at Arnika's pussy to capture every bit of cum that dribbled out past Sanfrit's knot.  This made Arnika a little jealous that she wasn't enjoying the cum concoction, so the two shared a passionate kiss to share the seed until another story about her neighbor's dog bubbled up in Arnika's mind.  
  220.  
  221. Mid-tale, Yelena laid on her back and exposed her own plump canine vulva to Arnika, spreading her lips to show the bit of cum that Freyja had left in her.  Arnika knew exactly what to do, so she gingerly shifted position to doggystyle once again – with Sanfrit still tied and on his rump behind her – to eagerly lick Yelena clean of any and all mess that had been left there before using the stuff left inside her as lube to fist her.  
  222.  
  223. Of course, every step of the way Valencia was hopping on and around the three of them, getting the best views of Sanfrit's knot and the mess that was constantly leaking out of Arnika as well as the pleasure that Arnika was giving Yelena.  
  224.  
  225. Eventually, Sanfrit gave Arnika's rump a gentle squeeze and a tug to warn her of his knot finally receding. She made sure to get into a good position, turning around to face him in a cowgirl pose before digging her hindpaws into the ground and pushing up. Though his member remained massive and firm, it was just soft enough to shift and pop out of her in a glorious torrent of cum out her now loose and gaping cunt.  
  226.  
  227. Within seconds of him yanking his member from her depths, Arnika fell onto her back with legs spread and pussy spread wide open to the point it could be seen right up to the cervix that was leaking a steady stream of thin canine cum – a shot Valencia was sure to get in the brief moment of time between the extraction and the ravenous licking that was applied to her by both Yelena and Sanfrit.
  228.  
  229. Arnika couldn't help but giggle as two long tongues competed to see who could lick more cum from her depths, creating a perfect back and forth that didn't end until she'd stopped leaking.  Eventually, she did push both of them away – eager to save some of the cum for herself.  
  230.  
  231. She told Valencia to cut the camera, and she left the barn to go out on her own, legs weak and pussy loose from the constant barrage of knots and cocks pummeling her for what she would later find out was a little over three and a half hours.  One hell of a long and delicious video that would be cut and edited into two.  
  232.  
  233. On the main website – the one Ilorek and Valencia ran – There would be two versions of the tying record video, one just a steady shot as recorded by Ilorek, the other one cut down and spliced with the glorious shots that Valencia recorded. The total submission ended up being about an hour long once all the waiting and tying scenes were cut or edited for posterity, whereas the uncut version was a little over two hours, culminating just before Sanfrit got involved.
  234.  
  235. The second video was everything including Sanfrit and Yelena, compiling about six unique scenes spliced together with much of the general chatting and silliness. Much of her casual and laid back attitude remained on film, but she didn't feel the chatter was needed.
  236.  
  237. In the end she ended up with yet another one of her all time favorite videos, her magnum opus up to that point.  After filming, she refused to shower for a week just so she could soak in the musk of the various canines, a persistently aromatic reminder of the great amount of time and work she put into a video she knew her watchers loved.
  238.  
  239. On to the next great adventure!

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