The sun burned white into the skin of her face and exposed legs and she could feel the roughness his tongue probing gently against the thin, protective veneer of her panties, pushing it wetly into the now open and palpitating lips of her small and untouched cunt. She giggled slightly and it tickled her but soon she felt a curious sensation flowing up into her loins and stomach, a feeling that was unfamiliar but strangely pleasurable and had its strength deep inside her belly. At first it frightened her, but then she gave herself slowly and uncertainly to its new and delicious delight and felt a sudden ravenous curiosity as to where it would lead and what it was all about.

Her hands moved without thought down over the beginning blooms of her tiny but sensitive breasts and making a wide, open-palmed sweep down over the whiteness of her nylon clad belly began a soft circular stroking around the insides of her thighs as the hot, licking tongue of the dog continued its desperate probing of the nylon band still covering the tiny, hair lined slit of her vagina. Her body began a slow wiggling and squirming down into the cool mat of grass beneath her and she slowly raised her knees until they were pointing directly up at the fleecy cloud floating lazily above, and then with the first moan of passion uttered in her young life, they limply fell outwards, exposing the whole of her nylon covered loins to the now more desperate flicking tongue of the dog. Her buttocks and pelvis began a slow, yet hard rotation up at the teasing wet nose of the animal haunching down between her wide-spread legs and she could feel the long, moist, snake-like tongue trying without success to curl beneath the tight elastic legband of her flimsy panties and make contact with the soft smooth flesh beneath.