Eventually as the tounge bath continues you realize the sun has started to set and that you need to get home before the people living in this house get home. Pulling away from the dog and standing up, you again realize you are lost. The dog meanwhile sits by your feet, eager to resume its activities, and you feel a slight urge to let the dog continue, however, the fact that you are starting to feel tired urges you to find your way home. Casting one last glance at the dog, you retrace your steps and eventually find your way home long after it is dark.
Once you enter your house, you pause long enough to make sure the food dish for your own pet dog is full before heading into the master bedroom. Once you have undressed, you lay on your bed and close your eyes, thinking of the dog that gave you a tounge bath. You start to feel somewhat horny thinking of that event. In your half-asleep state you fail to notice your pet dog, a medium sized mixed breed, enter the bedroom and climb ontop of your bed where he proceeds to sniff at you with curiosity. The dog starts to get aroused by the smell coming from your privates and moves into what would be a good mating posistion if you had been a dog. Aroused and still half-asleep, but sensing a potential mate you arch your back after a few moments, raising your privates to a level just high enough for the dog to mount you. Soon after that you fall fully asleep.