"Ooooohhh," Tanya breathed out blissfully. "What a tongue… what a sexy tongue."

She arched her back a little, pressing her throbbing breasts upward, moving them in little circles, trying to help Bruno's big tongue as it trailed hotly over her palpitating flesh. "Oh, lover, lick, lick hard, make my tits hurt," Tanya moaned. Her legs were slowly writhing, her heels digging into the soft carpet as Bruno licked on. Closing her eyes, letting her head roll aimlessly back and forth, the panting young woman let an army of fantasies invade her mind. For long moments she imagined Mark Denning with her, straining forward to slide his hot grasping mouth over her shivering nipples. But then she suddenly realized she didn't need fantasy. Here was this German Shepherd standing over her, his huge tongue dipping into her soft breasts, driving her to a frenzy.

Reaching up, Tanya gently took Bruno's head in her hands and began to guide his muzzle over her nakedly quivering flesh, first one nipple, then the other, then underneath to stroke up and over onto the pebble-hard sensitiveness of the tips. With each hot burning swipe of that pleasure-giving animal tongue, Tanya could feel an answering spasm deep down between her legs as the wildly erotic sensations radiated outward from her tortured breasts to pluck maddeningly at her hungry loins. She could feel the hot juices building up inside her vaginal slit, beginning to soak the narrow crotch-band of her panties.

The hot secretions bubbling deep inside Tanya's still covered vagina began to become apparent to Bruno too. A heavy, rich, musky smell began to permeate his sensitive nostrils, further exciting the eagerly licking animal.