"Ugnhhhhhh!"

The white panty-silk hung in shreds at her ass and over her belly. Joyce could now feel the velvet wetness of her pussy exposed, could feel the inner surfaces of her cunt rubbing together as she wormed on the bed. Rex had his paws on her thighs now, his powerful head dropped into her cuntal thicket while his shoulders jutted out. In the dark his body resembled something straight from hell. He was whining, wiggling his strong body back and forth as he serviced her on the bed.

"God, yes, yes!" she screamed.

Joyce was shouting, clawing at the bed, feeling herself rocketing up, up into the heavens. She was giving in quickly to the animal and her baser instincts. Yes, yes, she was opening her cunt up to him, letting her knees fall apart. The dog was going wild, knowing now she wouldn't be fighting him any more. His tongue slopped over the tender inner flesh of her thighs. Each lick he gave over her thighs and pussy brought lovely, wonderful moans from her throat. Her knees raised up a little more. She heard her cuntlips unstick and peel back.

Rex lapped at them. He nuzzled his black snout between her cuntlips. In a flash Joyce knew the dog was tasting her. Smell and taste were an animal's most sensitive senses. Gently his long pink tongue sucked around her inner cuntlips, petted her clit. Joyce shuddered with a wild fever. It was unreal. She was making it with a dog, fucking around with an animal when all these years she was so careful not to encourage men to touch her! What a lousy little hypocrite she had been!

The dog was now resting on his belly between her thighs. She could feel that wonderful tongue lapping again and again over her cunt, could feel his hot breath blowing through her tight pussy curls.

"Ughhhhhooooo!" she howled.