Her K9 Lover 3

That night, Lisa's sleep was restless, filled with vivid dreams of Hunt's warm tongue caressing her body. She tossed and turned, the sheets tangling around her legs as she felt phantom licks and nips that left her aching for more. When the first light of dawn pierced through her curtains, she awoke with a gasp, the need to be mounted by her furry lover more intense than ever. She lay there, naked, her body bathed in the soft morning light, her skin sticky with the remnants of her dreams. Her hand drifted down to her sex, her fingers idly circling her clit as she contemplated the day ahead. "Today," she murmured to herself, "today we take it further."

Lisa slid out of bed, her legs shaky with anticipation. She padded over to the bedroom door, her bare feet sinking into the plush carpet. With trembling hands, she opened the door and called out softly, "Hunt, come here, baby." Her heart pounded in her chest as she made her way to the living room, the air thick with the promise of what ...