With a gasp and a small moan of triumph, Alyssa fond her hand with enough freedom to slide around to her front, almost immediately plunging her fingers into her dribbling cunny, as the peristalsis massaged her form. Her wiggles and groans of delight could be heard by Growlithe's sensitive ears, as he giggled softly, nuzzling her bulge again, before rolling on his back, his tongue lolling out happily.<br/><br/>Feeling the tongue dance around her lips, Alyssa opened her mouth, to grant it entrance.