This game wasn't new to the hounds, nor were they beyond the strange madness that seemed to infect those that remained in this place like some fever.  The two she stroked nestled close, nuzzling and lapping at her as they whined softly in response to her touch.<br/><br/>The first's shaft was warm, almost hot in her hand and as she stroked its head dipped, dragging its nose down her body to her lap.  Its muzzle thrust boldly in and its long tongue suddenly swept across her sex, slipping between her folds to coax the tender pink flesh of her womanhood.  The taste of her made it bark and then it burrowed in to began lapping hungrily at her sex.<br/><br/>The second hound whined anxiously and squirmed in her grasp, bucking its hindquarters as the hot red flesh of its cock eased forth to rub against her curled hand.