He could feel the soft bedspread against his knees now and the warmth of her inner thighs on the palms of his hands as he pushed them even further apart. It was not until her smoothly tapered young legs were completely widespread that Cally began to regain some semblance of consciousness, and even then she was incapable of evaluating completely what was happening to her. She knew her naked buttocks were on a strange bed, that her legs were spread wide apart, that warm hands were stroking the insides of her thighs. Everything considered, it felt wonderful!

Denny sensed that she was beginning to wake out of her stupor. He paused a moment, waiting for some protest, then felt her momentarily stiffened legs relax and fall limply open again. He grinned and licked his lips; she either knew or she didn't know what he was about to do. Either way, she was permitting him to go ahead.

Quickly then, he slithered forward until his face was just above the soft, wetly glistening little slit between her thighs. Never before had he seen such a mouth-watering cunt; the vaginal lips were perfect, as only those of a teenage virgin ever are. Her pubic hair was so softly silky, and the tiny pussy mouth was small, delicate, like the unopened bud of a ruby rose.

Slowly, as though he were savoring every second, he lowered his face… and his tongue, like the red shining penis of a dog, crept out between his teeth.

He licked once… slowly and gently his tongue moved from clitoris to anus… and was rewarded with an almost inaudible moan. His tongue retraced the wetly teasing path it had just taken, and this time he felt the tendons of her inner thighs tighten and her entire pelvis slowly rise upward toward his face. Unconscious or not, her vagina was responding, for he tasted the first slightly saline secretions of her feminine musk as her pussy, of its own volition, prepared itself for love making by seeping out it swarm, slickly welcoming lubricant.