Oh yes, yes, he was wonderful! She rubbed her fingertips along the rubbery swollen sides of her outer cuntlips, edging up to her clit. When she touched the tiny nub, Barbara thought someone had touched her body with a live electric wire. Pardner's tongue was wriggling there too and the double touch nearly drove her over the brink! She arched her back, wallowing her shoulders against the groaning mattress while she drew her legs up and spread her thighs even more for the cunt-hungry animal.

"Oh God, Pardner… Uhhhhh… Fuck me with that tongue!"

Barbara snapped her ass up once more, giving the dog more of her cunt to lick. He saw the rising excitement and whimpered through his nostrils. Now he was licking the rounded curves of her asscheeks, going back into the hot split between them. Barbara's eyes flickered open. She stared at the ceiling, concentrating on the hot licking toward her asshole. Her muscles cramped. The room seemed to be growing dark when she felt his tongue touching the gray/pink wrinkled flesh of her asshole. Barbara chewed on her lips, tossing her body from side to side like a ship in a storm.

"Noooooo!"

Her body fell back down to the bed, trapping Pardner under her for a second. He wriggled free, pushing his scratchy paws against her asscheeks, then twisting his head around and drawing his tongue over her cunt. That slow, wet, warm lick made Barbara shiver with unspeakable lust. Soon. Very, very soon. She was panting heavily now, feeling her cunt ache and throb as if it were a festering wound! More. She wanted more!

"Uhhh… more, Pardner… oh God, more," the woman gasped.

His long pink tongue was driving up and down her hot cunt crack more frenziedly now, lapping up the flowing juices. Barbara snapped her head wildly from side to side, sweat dampening her cheeks and forehead. The headboard clattered aloud against the wall as Barbara rounded the final curve for her climax. Yes, she could feel her cunt tightening, every nerve ending in her body tensed, wound, ready to spring.