"Ooooaaah… I… I can't d-do it… B-but… aaaaaah," she whimpered, taking his face in her hands again. "I'm scared, Kaiser. I'm afraid… that, that it will hurt… God, you're soooo gorgeous, boy…"

The excited animal's eyes gleamed and its penis began sliding out of its furry sheath again. Not long now and his beautiful young mistress would let him do the things he so ardently wanted to do – in his dog's mind he was sure of it. Still, he had to wait until she was ready… He knew he had to get her going until she would literally beg for his animal cock.

Jackie had never known the equal of this lewd, feverish sensation which had made such a furnace in her young belly. The seething, fluid little channel of her cunt seemed to be raging with unquenched desire, but for what? Her own short, panting breaths did not seem real to her. Now, as she lay back on the pink satin quilt with her trembling thighs spread nakedly apart, her fingertips wandered upward over the silky softness of her ribcage to the huge, sensually swollen mounds of her breasts, and she squeezed them until they hurt. Her fingers found the tiny, bone-hard nipples and pinched them narcicistically, imagining that her fingers were the digits of some imaginary human lover.

And then her eyes glazed over smokily and she gazed down the side of the bed, her eyes searching the burning ones of her handsome dog lover, waiting and whining in aroused frustration.

Kaiser felt the pulsating quiver of his enlivened, powerful loins at the obvious torrid craving of his naked teenage mistress. Her savage, animal need was present in her burning turquoise eyes as well as in that marvelous scent which wafted up from her cunt like warm winter chestnuts or something equally sweet. His heart pounded in his broad young chest at the sight of her long, golden hair fanned out on the pink coverlet beneath her beautiful head. The waiting was becoming unbearable.