Doggy! “Grrrrrrrr! “Oh! He poked and prodded her with his nose, as if he was trying to move her panties out of the way, to allow him access to her wet, odiferous, love canal. With a loud snarl, Rascal tried to bite him and began barking furiously. Shaking her head with resignation, she wondered how she might train him not to lick so much. She shuddered and turned away, and once again denied any lustful feelings with a shake of her pretty hair. Please stop! “Don’t do that!” It was a good thing she was wearing panties, or the dog’s nose would have pressed right up against her pussy! Please stop! She had found her companion and protector! You’re slobbering on my breasts. The man removed his arm and pulled away in fright. But with the dog, it was different. His body pressed against her, pinning her under the blankets.
