She had never felt particularly secure with animals before, although these past three days with her cousin on the ranch had partially cured that. Pardner had seemed more human than animal, always friendly and playful. This was the first time, the very first time he had acted like this.

"No, boy, get away…"

He was half on her lap now, his jaws opened. She felt his panting breath against her throat while his paws dug into her upper thighs. What did he want? Then the girl realized that once again he had picked up the scent of her hot pussy!

Barbara reached forward, pressing her fingers against the German shepherd's throat and shoving him off her lap. Pardner barked, circling around and around, his tail still high in the air. She rose from the couch, staring around the room in blind panic. Upstairs!

That was one place where she could run to get away from the pursuing beast. Stumbling around the sofa, she moved toward the winding staircase, the big shepherd nosing her thighs. Oh, she could feel that cold snout brushing up against the backs of her legs, hear him sniffing at her pussy as she tried wildly to get away from him!

"Horrible… beastly animal!" she cried, wheeling around once more and slapping down at the large barking dog.

But Pardner had become used to her tactics now. He backed away, his forepaws stretched in front of him, his handsome, furry head tilted to one side, his tongue hanging out from one corner of his mouth. He was barking savagely now, his body shaking.

"No, get away from me."

She turned to face him, backing slowly toward the stairs with her right hand stretched behind her, searching for the banister. Her cunt was hot, oh so hot and tender and tight from all those wild thoughts that had been running through her head the past few hours.

The dog smelled her now, smelled her and was aroused as if she were his favorite gutter bitch.