...his hands and knees, looking around and behind the plant stand, then crawling over to the hat stand on the other side of the door.
"Aha!" he exclaimed, finding the roll. Backing up so that he could pick up the roll, he pushed his bottom back toward Santa's Little Helper's face. Curious, the dog brought his nose closer to his master's butt and lightly sniffed. Tentatively, he stuck out his tongue and gave the yellow valley an exploratory lick.
"Woah!" Bart yelled, jumping up in shock from the wet probe. SLH leapt back, frightened by the response. Bart was flooded by a myriad of unfamiliar and confusing sensations, and he became aware that his penis had jumped to a semi-erect position. Indeed, his whole crotch and butt tingled from the experience.
For a long moment, he just stood there, trying to make sense of what had just happened. Had his dog just done what he thought he had? Bart had to admit the sensation was not unpleasant. Curious at the response it provoked, Bart looked at his faithful friend.
"Do that again, boy!" Bart asked him, turning and bending over slightly. Santa's Little Helper cautiously trotted over, sniffed him, and greeted his master's anus with four slow licks with his warm, wet, rough tongue, each one sending a dizzying rush of pleasure up his back. Bart's tool was standing at complete
attention now, and his pet gently nuzzled the side of his master's bare leg for approval.
"Good boy, good boy." Bart praised his dog a...