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Her first sight of the dog made her nervous. She was remembering how he had looked
hunching over May's eager body. She was thinking of Pogo as a wild Don Juan.
But his eager barks and licks reminded the girl that this was after all just a dog. She
didn't have to be afraid of him Pogo had no more idea of the significance of what she
had seen last night than the chair did. He was just a dog! She knew how to handle
dogs.
Lacey watched fascinated as Pogo devoured a large can of meat chunks with gravy. She
watched his mouth wrestle with the hunks of meat. She watched the way his long pink
tongue darted out to lap up the gravy. He made dog food look like the most delicious
thing on earth.
She remembered the enthusiasm he had displayed as he drove his cock again and again
and again far up into May's welcoming pussy. It was the same kind of enthusiasm he
was showing now for the food. Lacey reflected that that was perhaps the major factor
that separated animals from humans - an eager, guilt-free appreciation of the pleasures
of the senses. It was only when someone forgot to be guilty and learned to enjoy sex
wholeheartedly that he was eligible to be termed a sexual "animal".
Without really realizing what was happening, Lacey was getting more and more excited
as she watched Pogo eat. Her brain kept making associations between the way the dog
had screwed May last night, and the way he was eating now. She grew mesmerized by
his long agile tongue. It moved so quickly, so eagerly.
Her pussy was getting hotter and wetter underneath her nightclothes. Last night's
episode had left Lacey very vulnerable to sensuality. It was almost as if her brain had
been supercharged with erotic input. Instead of coming down from her perverted
arousal, she was experiencing the excitement all over again. Her cunt was demanding