The curtains swayed and billowed over the open window, with the sounds of crickets and night birds outside. A car zooms past, then all is quiet again, except for a little scraping at the screen. I pushed off my covers and crossed my bedroom to the window and glanced out- side.
There staring back at me were two brown eyes surrounded by soft black fur, barely visible in the glow of the full moon. It jumped up and burst through the screen, pushing me back till I was prone on the floor and pinned by its mass.
He growls deep from within his broad black chest, as the fur brushes the silk lace of my gown. I try to crawl backwards and pull myself from him, but it doesn't work. He just follows hovering over me. His head comes down to sniff at my neck, then the rasp of tongue moves across the skin there, and then down to my nightgown. I whimper, which makes him pause for a moment. I think that that is my cue to run and roll over to my belly and again try to crawl away.
But before I could get out of the canine's grasp, he pawed me down at my shoulders so that my rear rose to the air. I screamed, but it was muffled in the carpet. Then I felt something hot against the teal lace of my nightgown, something that parted the way to my lips. It poked here and there, looking for my hole, but with each prod it ran down my clit then around the lips, making me moist. I closed my eyes as I felt the hot rod enter and the beasts' claws digging down into my shoulders.
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