Valerie hooked her knee around the dog's back and slipped her foot under him. She began to run her instep up and down his hairy cockshaft. Her toes flicked against his bloated balls, then against his naked prick-knob. The dog's cock was pounding like a jackhammer.

Cindy's gaze moved back and forth. She stared at Buck's cock and balls, at his tongue, at Valerie's flowing cunt, thrilled by the sights and the sounds. Her own pussy was overflowing and the crotch-band of her shorts was like a morass.

God, that tonguing looked so good. She would never let a doggy lick her pussy, of course – but she could not deny that the thought was wildly exciting.

Valerie's hips began to jolt rhythmically, jabbing against the dog's muzzle in a fucking motion. Her cunt juices were flowing heavier than ever, and hotter. Buck was going frantic now, as Valerie's approaching orgasm changed the flavor and the texture of her cunt juice, driving him wild with bestial lust. His tongue fucked in, stirred up the creamy bowl and flipped over her hot clit.

"Ummmm – I'm gonna cream," Valerie purred. "I'm gonna come on the dog's fucking tongue, Cindy!"

"Ooooh," Cindy whimpered.

Valerie's face was a mask of lust, eyes narrowed, lips parted. Her eyelashes fluttered and she jerked as the first wave of pleasure rushed across her heaving loins. Her cunt felt like a burning ember between her thighs and only the dog's wet tongue could douse that fire. Her clit stood out, vibrating. Buck lapped her clit, his tongue slurping out of her soaking cunt slot as it flipped up to her clit.

Valerie gave the dog's prick a last stroke with her foot, then unhooked her leg from around the cunt-hungry brute, wanting to concentrate on her own climax. Buck would get his in due course. She planted her feet flat on the floor and bridged, tilting her foaming pussy higher. Her hips shot out from side to side and her belly pumped up and down. She was moving like a horizontal belly dancer.