Amused by the girl's shy diffidence, Valerie was smiling – but the lips that smiled were creamy and trembling. She turned away from the dog who, his lust spent, wandered off to curl up in the corner. Valerie knelt before Cindy.

"You sure you don't mind?" she asked, with mild sarcasm.

But, not waiting for a reply, she leaned down and began to lick at the backs of the girl's knees. Valerie's tongue was lathering Cindy's flesh with dog-cum and saliva. She licked up and down those glorious legs. She kissed and tongued the girl's feet and worked up her calves, and her lips brushed up the inner slopes of her thighs. Cindy trembled, both with nervousness and, more, with desire.

The woman, cunt hungry as she was, was in no hurry to feast on that sweet young pussy. Now that the end result was certain, Valerie was enjoying the foreplay. She licked up Cindy's legs as far as the leg-holes of the girl's denim shorts, where the material was sucked into the vee of her crotch as if her cunt were a cloth-attracting magnet. Pulling the leg-holes out with her fingers, she licked at the creases where Cindy's thighs joined her body, working on one side and then the other and, as she switched across, pausing to blow her warm breath onto the girl's crotch. As she did so, she saw the crotch of Cindy's shorts darken and grow even damper.

Knowing what a tasty treat was smoldering there, right in front of her face, separated only by a slender band of denim, Valerie began to drool and her tongue tingled. She pushed her tongue out and ran it, flattened, up Cindy's crotch. She could feel the heat come through the denim and taste the cunt juice that had seeped into the material.