Krista's tail swayed wildly, her excitement radiating through her every movement as she panted heavily through her nose like a desperate mutt in heat. The moment our eyes met, she bolted toward me, as though she could no longer contain her urges, her need for attention written all over her flushed face. Without hesitation, she wrapped her arms tightly around my waist and began sniffing me eagerly, her nose pressing firmly against my skin.
"You're really worked up, Krista," Sandra teased, her voice laced with laughter. "But considering how much you've been anticipating this, it's not surprising."
"Huff… huff… I want Master!" Krista cried, her voice trembling with desperation.
She truly looked and acted like a horny mutt, her hips grinding against me shamelessly in an attempt to satiate her growing desire. It was hard not to find her enthusiasm both endearing and arousing.