Jackie let her knees fall out to either side of her squirming, spit-slicked body. The tension from that awkward position opened her pussy-lips all the way, until her dark, wet cunt-meat was completely exposed to the dog's tongue. Jackie gasped and babbled to the dog as he raped her with his mouth. Bodego whimpered louder, more insistently, bracing his sharp claws against her ass and burrowing his tongue in her pussy all the way.

It was when the stiff tickle of Bodego's fur against her thighs nearly made her cum, that Jackie realized she needed more from the animal than just his tongue.

"Oh, oh, doggie! Oh, God, can I go through with it?" she whispered, pressing her cheek against the carpeting.

All sorts of images raced through the woman's mind as she lay there on the living room floor, her body halved by the big dog's tongue. Trying to catch her breath, Jackie thought of how she must look – half-naked, her dress curled up around her waist, her legs spread-eagled while her body was covered by the animal.

A sharp, achy sting bit into her clit, making her body twitch once again. She thought of how she might look – crouched down on her hands and knees, her head tucked under her arms, her white ass wriggling while the dog slowly crawled over her and held her down. Then he would fuck her – fuck her like a street bitch, driving his cock into her cunt again and again, until she came in yelping fits.

"No! Oh, no. Good. Good, good dog," Jackie panted, rolling her ass back and forth. She tried to suck in enough oxygen through her burning nostrils to feed her pitching body.

She had to do it. She couldn't let herself cum this way, not after she had been fucked so well and so professionally by her ex-husband. She had to have something more than that lovely friction burning her up. Gasping, shaking the loose hair from the corners of her mouth, the blonde woman took Bodego's head in both her trembling, white hands and stared him in the eyes.