The rough tongue scraped against her asshole repeatedly. Still shaking, she cried out and began pumping her asshole muscles in an attempt to deal with the fiery sensations that were sweeping through her asshole. It was wonderful for her, almost as good as being ass-fucked with a cock.

The dog tried to snake his tongue inside her shitter, but he couldn't get past her tight ass ring. He hammered at her ass for some time, jarring her senses and making the puckered sphincter swell up and throb. Ann loved the dog's persistence.

When the German Shepherd realized he wasn't going to taste her shit tube, he satisfied himself with tasting her ass-crack.

Heat waves rolled through her asshole. Her ass-crack squished lewdly. She could feel every nerve in her ass standing on end and throbbing wildly. She began praising and cursing that hot tongue.

The animal's tongue was enough to drive her crazy, and the dog's wiry whiskers were enough to kill her. They brushed up and down her ass-crack, scratching her sensitive ass meat mercilessly. She found herself trembling and howling with each movement of the dog's muzzle.

His tongue was like sandpaper on her tender ass, and his wiry whiskers were like a rasp. The dog made her ass meat throb crazily. He licked and scratched her raw. And through it all, his hot breath blasted her from all sides.

"Aaagh!" she cried, rolling her eyes. "Oh, fuck! I feel great! What more can this mutt do to me?"

That was a foolish question. The dog, as if tiring of her sweet ass meat, snaked his tongue down to her cunt mound and began licking her cunt from behind. He sent his tongue in between her open thighs repeatedly, and Ann instinctively arched her back and spread her thighs a little wider.