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I went to the chair and pushed the ottoman aside. I sat on the edge and lay back. I spread my legs and he began to lick my pussy. His tongue was hot and a little rough. My hands trembled as I reached down and spread my pussy wide. I moaned aloud as he licked my bare pussy flesh. I closed my eyes and pulled upward on my spread pussy, letting my clit slide out. I cried out as his tongue lapped at my sensitive clit. His tongue had just the right mixture of coarseness to really excite my pussy. He kept licking and his tongue seemed to probe into my pussy. I let myself go with the sensation, and I came in only a moment it seemed.

I don't ever remember a climax quite like that in my life. He didn't stop his licking and I went upward and before I knew it had another violent climax, equal to the first. I managed to push his muzzle away. Max moved back and sat down. I just looked at him dumb struck, thinking what I had just let him do. "Jesus, Max, do you do your mistress like that?" I asked.

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He wiggled and whined. His cock was now erect and thrust out of his sheath a couple of inches. He looked at me and rolled on his side. His cock slid out another inch or two. It was pointed on the end, and must have been at least two and a half inches thick. Thicker than some men I've known. He whined and looked at me. "OK, what am I supposed to do, give you a blow job?" I asked puzzled. "No way in hell, Big Boy.".

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I got out of the chair and moved to him. I got on my knees and bent forward to stroke him. Instantly he was up and moved behind me. Before I could react he jumped and his front legs went around my waist and I felt his stiff cock thrusting against my thighs. I shot up and turned around. He looked at me and tilted his head and whined.

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"So that's your reward. No way fellow. No fucking way! Go to your rug and lick your own cock." I said harshly. He hung his head and retreated to his rug. I pulled my panties and jeans back on.

I sat staring at the TV but I didn't see what was going on, or hear what was being said. All I cold see was Max's head between my thighs, and feel his tongue licking my pussy, and almost feel the violent climaxes he had brought me to.

Did he fuck Karen? I thought of her beautiful body I had seen nude many times. She is a spectacular women, with large full breasts, a body that men lust after, and women loathe to look at, because they wish they looked half as good as she. I had seen her pussy several times when we were both nude and sitting naked talking. She keeps it trimmed bikini fashion, and clipped rather close. I had tried not to look, as she sometimes sat Indian fashion, and her pussy lips would part slowly revealing her dark pink center, her lips like flowers opening. I had caught her looking at my pussy also.

Did Max's long pointed cock slide inside her? The thought ran through me like an electric current. He must! His behavior said that he licked her pussy, and his reward was to fuck her! Or was it a prelude for him to get her hot and have one or more climaxes, then he fucks her for their mutual pleasure. Shit! It boggled my mind. My pussy tingled at the thought. Damn!

I went into the bathroom and closed the door. I dropped my jeans and panties. I sat on the john and my fingers went to my pussy. I spread them and my fingers found my clit. It was swollen and erect. I ran my finger down, and my pussy was dripping. I rubbed the slippery juices onto my clit and rolled it around and around till I climaxed violently. I thought of Karen on the floor, on all fours and Max behind her, his long cock thrusting into her as I came again.

As I came, I heard a whine outside the door. Max was outside. I cried out as I came a third time. I heard him scratching on the door. I yelled for him to go away. I washed my pussy thoroughly with soap and water, and when I came out of the bathroom he was gone. I got a book and went into my bedroom and closed the door and locked it. As I got into bed the incongruity of my locking the door hit me, and I laughed out loud. I went to sleep and spent a troubled night. Max kept moving through my dreams. I saw Karen nude, beckoning me to her. She sat thighs spread and her fingers rubbing her pussy. Max sat beside her his red cock impossibly long, thrusting up. I ran away, my feet dragging slowly. I awoke with an unsettled feeling.

Max seemed normal the next morning. He greeted me wiggling and tail wagging normally. I petted him and he pushed his head back for more scratches and rubs. I brushed his coat till it shone. I was careful not to bend over when he was near. I took him for a walk and as usual people commented on how lovely he was. A few who recognized him, asked about Karen. I put him in his pen behind Karen's while I went to the store. He was ecstatic to see me when I returned. I let him back into my condo.

I was nervous and unsettled as evening came. I took him for a long walk. Later, he came in and lay down beside my chair as I watched TV. I reached down and scratched his ears from time to time. I relaxed. The TV was boring and before I knew it I had drifted off to sleep. I awoke to find Max's head between my thighs again, nuzzling my pussy. Without thinking, I let my thighs spread. He pushed and rooted against my crotch. My pussy tingled and my clit became hard and ached.

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"Max, you Horny Bastard. What am I going to do with you?" I asked. His beautiful brown eyes looked imploringly up at me. He whined and thrust against my spread pussy. "Shit!" I said. I got up and pulled my jeans and panties off. I unbuttoned my blouse and took off my bra. I was totally naked. He danced around on the rug, whining and excited. I lay down on the deep rug and spread my thighs wide. I reached down and pulled my pussy lips wide. He moved between my thighs and lay down.