That day, on one of his regular runs in the cool whispering woods which bordered on the rear of the property, the dog found himself not far away from Liz's house. For him and his brothers, as well as his sire, Lobo, Liz's house was a kind of refuge now since the senior dog had led them back here to safety, away from the hunting parties led by the angry cop Clete Anderson. Liz had received them affectionately and supplied their needs and shooed them out the back to safety when danger was near. Now he saw another beautiful human female, and he had learned recently from his mistress Liz exactly what these hind-leg-walking females were for. He had been feeling the rut in himself and now Liz had sent him this gift. For a moment the big German Shepherd stood stock still in intense concentration. Then, as he saw Tanya moving to leave, he gave forth with another menacing growl.

The dark-haired beauty was almost out the door now, trying to leave him, but his menacing growl stopped her in her tracks. Tanya sensed his presence and turned around, giving a startled jerk as her eyes fell on him again.

"Oh, doggie," she breathed in a voice seeming to have lost all strength. "Excuse me, I was just leaving." Tanya's soft, throaty, tremulous voice encouraged the big animal to come nearer and he stopped right next to Tanya as she timidly extended a hand to rub his head. The motion of her arm made her taut full breast move sensuously and catch the dog's attention. Without hesitation, Bruno lowered his huge head beneath the girl's loose, summer skirt and then his long thick tongue shot out to lick hotly over the panty-covered mound between her thighs.

"Ahhh," Tanya gasped involuntarily as that thick wet tongue sent little shivers running over her sensitized flesh, and her nipples rose into hard little buds of desire. In utter terror, remembering her experience with Lobo just recently, the strength left her legs and she collapsed onto her soft, round buttocks.