Ruffles switches tools.
From Create Your Own Story
Barking in response to your cry Ruffles slurps once more up to the top of your bare little slit, nearly driving you senseless as he touches the most sensitive part of your thus-unused sex.
You're a little too dazed to wonder why he's pulling back, breaking your hold on his head.
"Ruffles," you plead, and your dog steps up onto your stomach. You're on the skinny side, so luckily he's not a huge breed or he'd squish you. Your thoughts turn from his weight and how to get his tongue back where it felt so good when you feel something else nudging your between your legs.
At first you figure it's his leg, but when he pushes forward you feel both hind-legs against your inner thighs as they instinctively part. It's only when he gives a happy bark and lunges forward that you realize what he's doing.
"Ruffles!" you protest.
Does he listen? Do you stop him? Are you rescued?
