again massage the erectly throbbing bud of her clitoris. Her hips arched up into the air, the wild rock and roll music pounding in her ears like distant thunder, as the blonde-haired young wife again abandoned herself to the lustfully erotic passions that spiraled through her nakedly undulating body. Round and round her hips moved, inviting her intruding fingers to enter the hidden secret sanctuary of her openly spread cunt and soon one outstretched middle finger slid effortlessly into the moistened, fire-filled cavern and felt its soft walls literally snap at it as they closed hungrily around it.
But one small finger wasn't enough, and so soon afterwards another finger joined in… and then still another until three impaling, lust-lubricated fingers were finger-fucking up into the scorching, flame-licked furnace of her cuntal passage while the fingertips on the other hand worked erotically at the pinkly glistening titty of her clitoral flesh. With lust-crazed abandon, the voluptuous young wife writhed unashamed on the soft cushions of the lounge as both her hands worked feverishly around the pulsing, passion-drenched pussy flesh nestled so enticingly up between the fleshy fullness of her creamy young thighs.
'Oh, please, Eddie! God, I need a cock so bad! A hard, driving cock fucking up inside my cunt! Oh Christ, I'm going to cum…'
Ann Dexter was poised on the brink of her impending orgasmic explosion, every muscle in her body taut, every ounce of her energy concentrated on the lust-inflamed region between her supple, full-fleshed thighs when she became vaguely aware of something… strange… foreign… forbidden… something not quite right. Her mind was too dazed by lust and too fogged by wine to really concentrate on anything except the burning torrent between her legs where her busily probing, slithering fingers went madly about their erotic work, causing ripple after ripple of heated, unquenchable excitement to spasm through her nakedly thrashing body.
But… something, she sensed vaguely, was not right. She opened her eyes now, ever so slightly, and through a tear-clouded vision she saw Valerie Barren's dog, Dante!
The dog had grown lonely for his mistress inside the Dexter's house and had simply wandered toward the heated scent of Ann Dexter! Silently moving across the yard step by cautious step, he had seen her on the lounge in her spread thigh position, her hands working in teasing circular motions between her splayed, creamy-fleshed thighs and little human gasps and cries coming from between her well-moistened lips. He watched her smoothly soft feminine buttocks rise from the lounge to meet her rhythmically working outstretched fingers and something familiar clicked inside of his German shepherd brain. Something unmistakably warm flowed through him as the unmistakably womanly scent of passion, that his mistress had trained him so well in, invaded his nostrils and grew stronger and stronger with each step he took toward the wildly thrashing female human. He sensed his own canine loins quivering lustfully as his eyes remained fixed on her naked body…
It was then that Ann first saw the giant German shepherd, saw him stepping inch by inch closer to her. She opened her mouth wide in amazement, then said coaxingly, 'Well, look who's here! Come to give me a little of the same treatment you give your mistress, I'll bet!' Her hands stopped their busy manipulations then, freezing in their lewd position between her open thighs and she heard him whimper mournfully beside her. She removed one hand from the steaming channel of her clenching cunt and stretched it out toward him as if in a gesture of welcome as he cautiously edged up beside her.
Dante sniffed tentatively at her out-stretched hand and at once a shiver of lustful arousal swept his canine loins as he instantly recognized the sweet aroma of human female excitement that clung with the moisture of her cunt to her fingers. Abruptly, he leaned his head down to lick out hotly with his wet, rough-skinned tongue against the smooth, nakedly exposed flesh of her sun-tanned belly.
'Oh, you big beautiful beast! Oh, yes!' Ann moaned with rising excitement as the lewdly provocative images of the dog licking her cunt flooded her fevered mind. 'Yes, Dante, do it to me! Lick me up between my legs! Lick me, Dante!' In her lust crazed excitement, Ann reached out to the licking dog once again and lost her balance, falling off of the lounge onto the freshly mown grass. Again, his hotly moist tongue licked along the velvety skin of her belly and an excruciating ripple of abandoned passion swept over her like a tidal wave. Again and again he did it, the searing spread length of his pink, fleshy tongue laving against the sensitive skin of her sucked-in belly causing continuous tremoring impulses to crash through her nakedly eager body!
It was even a struggle for the young blonde wife to raise her head to look at the madly licking beast, her gasping breaths making her rounded breasts rise and fall, their erect fullness half hiding her view as she strained to see his long, pinkly hot tongue actually licking upward over the tremulous satiny smoothness of her stomach! Higher and higher he moved, relentlessly lapping until he was finally tongue caressing the rounded full undersides of her excitedly quivering breasts, ever creeping toward their melon-shaped contours toward the tiny, pink marble blossoms of her nipples!
Spellbound, anticipating the same crazed passion she had felt with Eddie, Ann couldn't hold back the gasping moan that rushed past her moistened lips when his feverish, flame-licking oral instrument actually reached them, wetly grazing the sensitively ripened, erectly throbbing buds over and over to send maddeningly aroused spasms of sublime pleasure spiraling through her nakedly glistening body in the warm afternoon sunshine.
'Oh, yes! Dante, you really know how to make a woman happy, don't you?' she groaned. 'Oh, you're such a good boy,' she purred. 'Yes, keep it up, you beautiful lover! I'll bet your mistress taught her doggie how to take care of her! Don't stop!'
The young blonde could hardly think much less speak then as his hotly licking tongue worked damply over the nakedly quaking mounds of her breasts fanning the already heated flames of her rapturous desire. She heard his deep throated whimper and her eyes widened to take in all of his loving, licking performance… and then, abruptly, he stopped.
'Hey, lover, don't leave me like this,' she pleaded, and then the young wife's breath caught in her throat as she raised her head to watch the dog poise there with his long nose just above the enticing vee between her wide-splayed thighs. 'Yes, yes,' she cried, 'lick me there, lover! Oh lick my cunt like you lick your mistress'! Oh, be a good boy to Ann!'
Slowly, his head lowered as she watched, half crazy with wild anticipation as his hot animal breaths wisped through her blonde curly pubic hair. His wet nose coolly brushed against the softly creamy, warm flesh of her inner thigh and then against the feverish lips of her cuntal crevice! She heard the dog whimper again as he sniffed the provocative aroma of her female excitement, his obscene investigation of her seething inner sanctuary nearly driving her out of her mind with lust-crazed anticipation.
'Oh, don't wait any longer, big boy!' she cried out loud. 'Please, lick my cunt like a good boy! Oh, lick your tongue deep up inside it good, you great big brute!!' She groaned as she lifted her legs up and back to expose the nakedness of her cuntal plane and buttocks to him.
Then the passion-inflamed young wife felt his cool, damp nose moving down below her cuntal curls and rubbing wetly, provocatively, against the tiny puckered ring of her anal opening, which caused her some surprise but even more delight! She ground her hips toward him in ecstatic welcome, gasping as his hotly liquid tongue snaked out to wormingly lick up and down the smooth-skinned crevice surrounding her now tightly clenched little rectal mouth, the tip burrowing teasingly up into its roundly ovalled lips!
'Oh God! You really know how to turn a woman on, don't you? Ooooohhhh!' she gasped, straining for breath. She followed his head now with her eyes as he once again lowered it and she felt his wet, fire-filled tongue exploring her between her open, welcoming thighs. Her entire body trembled and she groaned again in a building mindlessness of completely abandoned, erotic pleasure as he fluidly drew his simmering tongue upward over the full length of her wildly pulsing pussy!
'Ummmmmmooowww!' she moaned to express the lewd sensations stabbing inward toward her tremulous belly.
Again, he did the same thing, this time with his long thick animal tongue spreading through her softly yielding cuntal lips like a licking flame. And it didn't stop, but continued relentlessly spreading and licking and lathing at the nakedly exposed, pinkly glistening flesh, at last pausing to flick out in a sensuous curling motion far up into the furnace of her boiling hot cuntal chamber! The feverishly impassioned young wife could only groan and gasp and murmur incoherent endearments as she writhed in uncontrollable wild thrashings in response to the erotically stimulating oral caressing of the big dog that belonged to her husband's sex research subject!
'Yeeeessss! Oh, don't stop now… don't ever stop… never… lick me good… oh, lick my pussy… oooaaahhhhwww!'
At that point in her breathtaking, frantic arousal, the nakedly rocking young wife didn't care about anything else in the world except the prurient excitement exploding through her loins from the wetly slaving tongue of
