When she spread herself, he leaned his body down in the relatively cool grass and dug his muzzle into her right away. His large tongue lapped at her opening, cleaning her up as he got some good mouthfuls of her sex. It then burrowed in happily, long enough to reach into the deeper parts of her folds. It ran along her most sensitive, rough spots in there, grinding against the areas where her moans were greatest and loudest. Perhaps his wriggling would be enough, but he tried to add up and down motion along with moving it in and out of her slowly. He had to pull back a few times and get a bit of his breath, breathing hotly onto her sex and inhaling her arousal. It was wonderful to work at her, even though she didn’t really have much more he could do to her in just her sex. He was thinking about some other ideas, though…