Then Valerie turned and moved to the door.

King had vanished into the woods but Buck was sniffing around in the front yard. Since both dogs were of the same breed and had cocks of equal size and vigor, Valerie never cared which one she fucked – although sometimes she liked to fuck both of the horny brutes at the same time, one cock up the cunt and one cock in the mouth.

"Here, boy!" she called.

Buck raised his head, one ear cocked. His nostrils twitched as the fragrance of hot pussy drifted across the yard on the wholesome mountain air. His amber eyes glowed and his cock began to instantly elongate and stiffen. He took one tentative step and paused.

"C'mon, boy – hot pussy!" Valerie called.

She heard Cindy gasp behind her and grinned. "Come and get your doggy yummy!" she called.

My God, she's really gonna do it, Cindy realized. And, at the realization, despite herself, the girl began to get hot again. Fucking with an animal was depraved, she knew – but it was all the more exciting because of that. Cindy would never, ever, do such a naughty thing, herself – so she thought – but she couldn't help but be fascinated.

Buck yelped and came bounding across the yard.

He rushed through the doorway so fast that he skidded on the floor, his paws scrambling. He was squirming and wriggling with anticipation, fully aware of what the summons from his naked, aromatic mistress meant. He was aware, too, of the sweet scent of a second hot cunt in the room and gave Cindy a glance. His sensitive nostrils were assailed from all angles. He trotted over to Valerie's abandoned panties and sniffed at them, then ran his long red tongue up the sodden crotch-band.

"He knows what's good," Valerie said. "Even if you don't."

Buck had clamped his white-fanged jaws on the sweet-scented panties and was shaking them about.

Cindy gulped when she saw that the dog's prick was swelling. She felt as if she were in some wildly erotic dream, as if it couldn't be really happening. As she stared at the brute, the red knob of his naked cockhead came sliding out the front of the hairy sheath. That red prickmeat was so glossy that it seemed to have been polished. And at the other end of his long cockstalk, his balls were swollen like balloons about to burst.