"Unghhhhhhh!" she groaned.

This was all an unfortunate accident. He was a dog, an animal that couldn't help itself. How could she hate him, want to kill him?

"Bad doggie, bad… ughhhhhh…"

The animal's tongue lapped noisily, deliciously at her crotch. Joyce felt the damp nylon being stretched away from her cunt, felt the surface of the dog's hot tongue graze one exposed cuntlip. Gasping from the unreal tickle, Joyce shoved her hands down to cover the exposed membranes. Rex kept on, licking at her fingers, wetting down her trembling, whitened knuckles.

"No, no, you… you just can't…"

She turned back, raising one hand high in the air. Surely he would back down with the threat of another blow to the snout.

But instead the big German Shepherd just stood there, his glowing eyes staring up at her, his sides heaving in and out while his breath wheezed through his nostrils. In the dark Joyce could see his long, hot tongue hanging from one corner of his mouth. How she trembled, how she actually lusted after that… that wonderful animal!

Rex went right through her defenses. He was under her, pressing up, his paws scratching almost painfully at her legs. Joyce found herself backed into a corner, her legs pushed apart, her skirt rising up, up to her waist while the dog was leaning heavily against her. There was a sudden, scalding pressure as his powerful tongue peeled her cuntlips apart. That touch almost brought the gasping woman to her knees! The animal was growling low in his throat, his eyes glittering like glowing coals. One wet lick rubbed over her clit. Joyce's knees shook, threatened to bend completely while the woman bit blood from her bottom lip. What was she letting happen? Had she lost her mind completely? It was a dog, a god-damned dog! Nothing seemed real any more. She thought once again of those women who let dogs lick them off. She had heard vulgar jokes about that sort of thing,. something men made up to degrade the image of women.