Lyre slowly sat back, in front of her, waiting a moment to let her wonder what he was going to do, before smacking her arms out from under her, landing her lower to the ground, then Lyre placing his paw on her back, keeping her down, and moving a little forward, his cock now close to her face once again. Syron's tongue left her slick cunt, and instead, after pausing for a moment at her expense, lashed his tongue against her small, puckered anus. Then he began his tongue assault there, starting out light against her sensitive back side.