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Suddenly her thighs parted. Her robe fell open. She was offering her hungering cunt to
the animal's gaze. Surprised by her sudden movement, Friar rose to his feet and walked to and fro in front of her. When he realized she was not about to get up, he began to nose her bare flesh curiously. His cold nose moved up over her thigh, all the way up, until it found the source of that hot pussy aroma. His nose prodded Su-Ann's clitoris through her sparse pussy-hair. Her entire body quivered with stricken lust. "Uuuuuuhhh, God-d-d! Yes... that's what I want!" With a rush of wanton desire, her body surrendered to the dog's curious probe. Su-Ann began to squirm her ass-cheeks up off the couch in lewd little circles. The effect was to push her hungry pussy right into the dog's muzzle. Friar's nose investigated her clitoris, her hot crack, her puckered asshole. Satisfied with what he had found, the dog stuck out his tongue and in one fleeting soft caress, he licked all the way up from her asshole to her cunt-mound. "Uuuuuuhhhhhhh!" Closing her eyes in blind passion, Su-Ann slipped her ass farther forward on the couch, so it was resting on the very edge. Her thighs spread wide, as far apart as she could get them. She wanted to be wide open to the beast's depraved hunger. She wanted not to think... not to doubt herself. More than anything, the frustrated young wife wanted only to immerse herself in the compelling carefree abandon of pleasure. For long blissful moments, Su-Ann floated and soared on the haunting flow of Friar's tonguing. She made urgent thrusts forward that sent her whole belly heaving toward Friar's face. Undisturbed by her contortions, Friar licked her twat more hungrily. It was |
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