Picking up the soggy newspaper, already rolled into a tight cylinder, Pluto awaits the aforementioned task. Mickey removes his index finger, much to Plutos distaste, forces Pluto to spread his legs and begins to tease his rump with the tube of wet news. Stroking the lips with the soft pages, watching the dogs PENIS reach the pinnacle of arousal and throb as he baits Plutos shit-hole. Pluto begins to weep, the pressure being too much. Although, in his doggy speak, Pluto begs for more. Pluto wants something to penetrate him deep inside.