We've both had our first fuck together, she realized tenderly.
She wanted to get up and kiss him, but a satisfied inertia overwhelmed her. She needed sleep, but Laura didn't want to sleep. She wanted to re-create in her mind the wondrous experience that had just made her complete for the first time!
Laura deliberately fought her sleepiness, and she mentally relived every moment of the fucking, thrilling and exulting over every exciting detail. Suddenly her body tensed up. She squeezed her thighs together, and came again! Just from the exquisite memory of it.
Oh, Jesus! I'm happy! I'll never feel this good again!
She slept, oozing dog cum all over the rug.
Chapter 3
The Honeymoon Laura awoke in the middle of the night. She found herself on the living-room rug, her legs spread apart, and the dog busily licking at her cunt.
She shivered from the chilly room, as she was naked. Her hand found and petted the big animal.
You can keep me warm, my darling. Oh, God. That feels good. Oh! Um!
Laura guessed that the dog was busily enjoying licking out all the cum that she hadn't wanted to wash away. She had wanted to keep it inside her cunt forever – warm and sticky. It was a tangible souvenir of their beautiful fuck.
Laura thrilled at the licking. Her twat seemed to be sensitized to it now. It excited her now even more than the first time.
The dog licked her gash busily. Laura wanted his tongue to go even deeper inside her cunt. She tried lifting her legs up high, and it worked. The warm tongue went in farther, probing and thrilling her.
Laura craved to be licked all over. She wanted her tits to be licked and sucked. She moved the dog to her booby but he acted restless and he began to bark with short, loud barks. He was trying to tell her something.
"Oh, you poor dear. I'll bet you have to go outside, and all I think about is myself!"