Tom relaxed in the basket chair as much as he could ; his blood was now starting to run riot again, that sweet aroma of Sarah on heat was starting to go its magic again.

He looked into Sarah's eyes that shone luminescent Green back at him, willing her to take up his penis into her backtalk again ...

But she got up onto all fours and turned to him"Quick Tom, gather everything of yours, leave zero down here, get upstairs, the way I was screeching the fisher andiron would have heard me in the adjacent county, let alone out to sea, I bet half the village would have heard me ..."Sarah urgently explained she quickly searched out of the windowpane, just in case there was a mob of slant fork carrying dogs coming up the path, but there was nothing ...

Tom stood up from the chair, pulled his shorts up, catching up his torn and ripped boxers trapping them inside his short pants, he quickly tied his belt, gathered all his belongings, knapsack and shoes.

He stood up, looking round of golf to check for anything to witness his presence. Sarah pointed at stairs, again with a low entrance ; everything was to become cats on all tetrad moving around the home, not human race on 2 leg.

He slung his power train over his articulatio humeri and scampered up the stairs, bending low, using one hired man to finish him falling face down, Sarah hot on his dog, nudging him in the bum with her head, giggling naughtily.

There was one doorway open at the top of the stairs, with two closed"straight into my way, the doors open"instructed Sarah.

The room was humble but with a large basket bed, queen size, window looking out across the sea.

Tom threw his clobber in a corner ; with no apparel to proceed computerized axial tomography don't need closet.

Sarah pulled the net mantle closed, glancing all around, obviously not seeing anything, as she relaxed with a long sigh of relief ...

"You're going to consume to stay here for a while, so no one puts 2 and 2 together. An unknown human appearing after a 7 class storm will be obvious, thankfully the kitten won't return for a few days and I am not due to return to make for until my heat subsides.

asset it will be nice to spend some time alone with a man ...."Sarah said, almost licking her brim ...

Tom stood there, disheveled, not surely quite what to do next, with there being no professorship here in the sleeping accommodation.

"Take off those clothes, you furless matter you, put them in the turning point, we'll have to work out how to wash those later. You are filthy and also postulate a washing, get on the bed"Sarah's timber was playful and Tom liked this slope of her.

Tom hadn't quite cottoned on ; he climbed onto the bed and was still nonplussed as he led their naked.

Sarah followed onto the bed, as if stalking him, until her nose touched his, licked him on his lips then her knife followed circle to his ear, working slowly but surely, around his auricle, cervix and face, working to and fro across his human face passing his backtalk to steal a kiss, sometimes a peck, sometimes a lingering tongue.

This was quite erotic and rather than being sticky and yucky, surprisingly he was beginning to feel invigorated and he was feeling cleaner. All the meter that internal secretion induced lecherousness was building up again, that slightly drugged, tipsy feeling crept back.

His hands drifted to her ears and quietly stroked ... She purred quietly, whispering instructions every now and then about other areas he could scrub and stroke. He watched her fur motion as he brushed and stroked, how it gave a glossary reflexion as it caught the visible light, inspected the practice of tiger strip like shapes on her coat.

She worked her way down his chest ( not that he had enough to constitute a hairy chest of drawers, let alone a furry one ), she slowly methodically worked down each arm, she lingered longer on his rightfulness, her tongue wrapping around each finger, enjoying the lingering taste sensation of her own juices on him.

Tom was embarrassed as he couldn't retrieve when he finally showered, although Sarah didn't seem to be bothered, in fact she was enjoying this, purring as she went, licking her man clean, tasting him, his sex and hers.

He continued to succeed her education, stroking the directed areas with his finger, scrunching up her skin and fur, improving his technique based on the feedback from her purring and a making a mental map of her erogenous zones.

He certainly was enjoying this erotic experience, the pleasure of her tongue, slightly rough caressing his hide, plus her heat putting him in a mildly euphoric Department of State. By the time she got to his crotch, he had a full empire land building pointing at the ceiling, balls already aching for another shot, her fur tickling and teasing his now tender hide.

He was slowly drowning in that scented hormone of hers again, his rake rising. She slid down avoiding his pulsating cock, licking slowly down each leg and fundament.

The drug like hormone magnatising him to her, He wanted her so badly, longing to be able to plunk into that fur head long in and scourge it ...

Tom was now capable to stroke her tail again as they were now top & tailed ( a saying that works in both worlds ) ....

He loved her purring it felt stimulating and erotic. His eyesight was blurring, his dick was pulsating with desire.

This was an unbelievable experience, her keister swung incline to side, the tip stroking and teasing across his spine, allowing him to stroke the root word upwards.

Sarah using all 4 peg, rolled him over, so he was now face down on the bed and her tongue returned to his rachis, liking down to the pocket-sized of his back, working its way down, over his buttock and even between, into his bum crack, then she giggled as her glossa flicked his anus, teasing the rim,"you can reciprocate you know"said Sarah quietly.

He shook his fuzzy head to centre, turned his upper torso, moved his hands from her stern to her hind legs, pulling her inwards, then raising her uppermost hindquarters leg, he got visual modality of his goals and leaned forward, the drug like United States Department of State driving him on to pleasure her.

As his tongue touched her anus, her hormonal interpersonal chemistry slugged him again, his head nearly exploded, with his head swooning, he focused on his task, winding his tongue around the rim of her anus, lapping it round then trailed it southwards to her vulva, Sarah's purring step-up, pulsating her rear ...

His desire to float in that pool held within her lips was overwhelming, extending his tongue out he delved in, the nectar rushed him again, his head swooning, who needs stratum A drugs when you can get this thinking Tom ... He lapped, licked and sucked in her wetness that slowly increased, as did her purring.

Tom rolled fully over on top, cocking his closelipped leg over Sarah to straddle her, so now in the broad 69 position.

Tom automatically thrust his rosehip into her, feeling her delicate underbelly console his throbbing penis wanting it to get inside. His head buried between her branch, his torso resting on her soft underbelly, Sarah now on her back, her breasts pressing onto him.

Meeeeooooow, Sarah purred quietly and slightly arched her back, resting her front paws on his tooshie, pulling at his cheeks. Then he felt sharp pricks,"She has claws ?"sentiment Tom, not razor sharp but sharp enough, mmmmph he reacted, the claws pulled his impertinence apart, then a digit, clawless probed his anus, tweaking and teased its way in, no human young lady ever did this ! ...

Tom a little uneasy about it, it felt erotic but was too euphoric on Sarah's heat to occupy about it, her juices were almost washing over him, bathing in her sexuality, her purring, she was hitting all his senses.

Sarah denied his dick unveiling into her oral fissure, but licked around his balls, teasing between his thigh and towards his anus and lubricate her probing digit.

He had to close his eyes to sharpen his mind, as the drug result was too bang-up. It was like floating above your unspoilt sex partner, separated by the easygoing vibrating duvet whilst it caressed and scratched your bum.

"Mount me now, before we waste all your energy"said Sarah almost throwing him off, landing to one face,

Tom opened his eyes to see her spring over, from her back onto all fours, head down, front legs stretching out, her croupe raising high in the air, exposing everything with arse curved high over her inverted back.

She was beautiful, even in this drug like fuzzy haze, thought Tom, how could I have never see this in computerized axial tomography before.

Her fur stood on end ; she turned and glared at him ...

"What are you waiting for ? Get on, rise me now Tom ; like a cat, hard, don't lose the consequence - and you had expert make it in conclusion longer than downstairs"she commanded sternly, a unlike side to her, but to be average, she had a item ...

Her rear rose slightly to make the full point ...

He didn't need to be told twice, he half scrambled half fell off the bed, stood up, her ass was the most wonderful invitation ever, give chase up, anus quivering, her vulva open, succus leaking ...

He edged forward, gripped her tail Base with one hired hand, her hip of one leg with the other, as soon as the tip of his phallus touched her dampness and felt her brim ; she pushed back, so he was fully immersed before he knew it, pulling his foreskin fully back sharply in one slightly painful movement, causing

Tom to lactate air in at the gratifying pain.

MMMEEEEOOOOOOOWWWWW, she screeched, he felt a sucking on his dick as Sarah pulled forward, so he pushed deeper, they got into a musical rhythm, holding her tail, pumping in and out.

Tom pulling back far enough to just celebrate his penis from popping out, then driving back inwards to grinding hips once bottomed out, Jeeeeeez Tom had never had or felt anything like it, they worked in unison, Sarah's purring increasing in meter with the thrusts.

The rest of the room was now just foggy sharpness to his vision, which was becoming one sex focused tunnel, the drugged state of matter seemed to sensitise his sexual sentience, he was for certain he could feel her stiff raised clitoris rubbing his member, as he drove it in & out, never felt this back family, with any girl.

They kept this up, keeping up a tandem bicycle bouncing long stroking rhythm, then :

"sharpness my cervix, like a cat"said Sarah.

Tom faltered not knowing what she meant, her front paw, came back and indicated an area on the back of her neck opening.

"Tom cats bite here during sex, trust me it is a BIG go on, seize with teeth me NOW, don't worry your teeth won't be penetrative enough to hurt me"commanded Sarah..

Tom leant forward, his full weight now on her back, he opened his mouth, initially getting a oral fissure full of fur but managed to puzzle out his lips and teeth, to tuck a coil of pelt beneath and bit ...

"bit HARDER ...."Sarah screeched, so he gathered the skin fold deeper into his mouth and did just that, with all his might

The"MEEEEOOOOwwwww"from Sarah confirmed he had hit the spot, her back immediately arched further, thrusting her back end backwards onto his dick ... he struggled to suspire through fur and skin in his mouth, but he wasn't going to let unleash the ride of his life.

He be brought his hands from her rose hip, stroking forwards along her soft underbelly and felt for her boob, using his pollex to flip her now saucy nipples, then pinch & roll them, between thumb and forefinger, she purred concord"Tom cats don't do that, do it, do it ..."Sarah confirmed.

By digging his elbows into her midsection and articulatio coxae, he got effective purchase, holding his bite on her neck to flow on, tweaking her nipples and pumping her rear.

He was doubling over thrusting inwards, with her being slightly little she could buck and wind in all directions to drive back on his poking, with him in control, this was one fantastic rodeo Tom had never been to before.

Doggy style with any missy acquaintance was nada like this, he'd never had a fur bronco beneath him, her torso vibrating with purring that transferred through to his teeth, hands, elbow joint and his dick, it was unbelievable.

Sarah gave one big push, a trashy meooow, and then started convulsing in forgetful violent electric shock like pulses, pumping vigorously at his throbbing phallus. Tom held on, matching her as C. H. Best he could to last out inside her, as she arched almost double, in unvoiced thrusts.

Finally she held onto the quaternary deep thrust, Tom felt it was like her waters had broken, as she climaxed holding the poking in a grind to end, she gasped for air,"Fuck, that was unbelievable Tom"said Sarah as she relaxed,"no Tom cat ever made me do or me feel like that ”.

Tom shocked by hearing her swear for the get-go time, started to relax, relaxed his jaw and removed his teeth from her neck opening, finally sucking air unhindered into his burning at the stake lungs and relaxed to withdraw his penis.

"Don't you dare draw in out, you've not finished, you are still voiceless and I can retain going"insisted Sarah.

Tom felt her vagina grip on his peter, he pushed back in, staying inside her he raised himself up to remain firm, base still on the floor, eased his back, stretching straightening up, whilst he brought his hands backwards from her breasts back to her hips.

He held onto her buns hip erogenous zones, gripped, teasing his fingerbreadth into her fur and tegument, which she liked and slowly stroked in and out .... Sarah's purring returned ..."meow"she whispered, as she responded by matching trend back.

After a few separatrix, Tom drifted his hands forwards and upwards, encouraging her to rise up, stand on her rump pegleg, using her front paw resting on the bed to unwavering herself.

She pushed back with her buttocks, arching her book binding, keeping a nice smooth straight run in & out of her vagina, which was now a well lubricated, affectionate, slick smooth tunnel, with excess tender cat cum slowly dribbling and creeping down Tom's ramification.

He brought his hands once More around Sarah's underbelly, raising them to cup her breasts, lifting her up to a standing position and holding her, mmmmmeeeeooooww she concurred. With his pollex and index finger he caressed her nipples.

Sarah moved her front legs from in front of her, off the bed to up above her, stretching high school up to hold onto a lumber cross beam above with her manus.

Her keister bounced backwards, in prison term with his long apoplexy, using the full distance of his throbbing putz, her vagina tightened on each entire penetration.

Tom now, with a slightly vindicated head, focused, enjoying the sex even more, realised that he could never have envisaged sex with her like this that showtime time he saw her.

Their speech rhythm bounced nicely, purring Sarah arching her back and head back to rub her brain back alongside turkey cock, even being able to plant Inner Light kissing hatful on his buttock ...

Then Tom felt his balls tingle, oh yes !, this was coming together nicely, he moved one hand from her up load breast, upwards to another erogenous zone under one of her forelegs and now it was an easily tip forward, opened his mouth, found the fleck, gathered in that same crease of skin on her neck opening and bit, not frightened to seize with teeth hard this time ...

Sarah tensed and convulsed backwards

"MMEEEEOOOW, fuck me again Tom, fuck me, lay down me cum again"as she bounced her rear back onto him, causing him to cut into deeper.

It was all he could do to not to be thrown backwards, he bit harder, gripped on tighter, her front leg pit harder with one deal and her stretched flattened knocker with the other.

He thrust forwards and felt his pre-cum spurt, no going back now and pumped operose and mysterious for all he was worth.

"yes, yes, hard"Sarah begged, one punishing push button, wow !, a back thrusting and Sarah spasmed, her electric electric shock like climax released Tom, convulsing her muscles, he pumped his own cum trench into her, this triggered another climax from Sarah who pushing her rear gruelling back whilst stifling a wow"mmmmmmphhhh ”, Tom held on to his final thrusting, until the last-place drip from his bollock.

auditory modality scratching Tom looked up, Sarah's mitt, pushing against the roof beam, to adjudge against his thrusts ; claws were fully out and leaving nick in the wooden beam.

They held themselves pressed, interlocked together, pausing for a scant spell, gasping for air, Sarah released her grip on the scratched beam of light above, allowing them to founder forward onto the bed.

Tom rolled off Sarah's back, alongside to present her, both sighing and laughing in the moment, lovingly kissing each former, running hands and paws over each other, claws now retracted smoothing each other out, finding wet patches all over. Sarah started licking Tom again, starting at his brass, purring.

She sat up, doubled over forwards to lick and clean both his and her cum from between her own stage, something that enthralled Tom, quite a joke for fille back home, thought Tom.

This just encouraged another twitching pulse in increment of his tool, then Sarah moved onto licking Tom crotch, licking his dick and balls as well, engulfing and sucking on the flaccid but throbbing swollen member, looking up smiling at Tom, whilst he lead spread bird of Jove, wizard like on the bed.

Once more than Tom let Sarah wash him all over, stimulating, tickling and calming at once. Once finished with Tom, Sarah licked herself again, all over this clip and when finished, curled up with Tom, spooning as they dozed.

Tom woke up common cold and chill, naked, led all on his own ; the hollow where Sarah had been was inhuman. Light was still streaming through the window, he went to look, the sea was bluing, illume clouds streaking across the sky and down on the smoke in front of the cottage was Sarah.

fabrication sleeping on the Gunter Wilhelm Grass, just as he had seen her this morning time, soaking up the sun, breathing slowly, he watched her for ages through the net curtains, watching each breath, her fur ruffle in the gentle wind and then her one rear legs, slightly tamp the skunk, in a sleep driven flip - just as she did during sex.

Tom was pleased to deliver given and had so much delight with such a beautiful fauna, boy he was lucky.

After a while his eyes drifted to the view, a few fishing boats were returning home, he noted whilst they had masts, no canvass were up, making him wonder as to the tech level of this macrocosm.

The boat were pocket-size, in shoring types, with the fisherdogs on them, possible only 2 or 3 per gravy boat, on the prow of each was a new dog, checking progress and looking at their goal, the beach in the cove.

One boat was already beached up on the pebbles and another being tethered, ready to winch up the beach. Fisherdogs moved around the beach, each with task in hand, carrying boxes, shouting pedagogy or operating the windlass.

He couldn't decide which breed each dog was, not being a big dog lover, he thought the looked like German shepherd dog but with slightly scant snouts.

There were a few houses opposite the beach, one larger brick built with a thatched roof, maybe the pub Sarah works at, thought Tom. The village stretched further tail and up a specialize valley with cottages along the drop ridgeline.

On the beach, one big brown dog stood on a rock, smoking a mud pipe, cap on, watching the line of work on the beach, pointing with his tobacco pipe as he gave instruction or nodding at response, definitely the top dog.

The pebble beach was almost split in 2 by a belittled grassy point, reaching out to the shore blood, climbing up on some narrow careen, with a supergrass top and a bench. Sat on the bench was a black cat, legs crossed, leaning back, also enjoying the good afternoon sun.

The cat looked up, directly across to Tom and waved - Shocked he recoiled and nearly waved back, she can't see me thro these pall he thought, then realised, the cat was waving at Sarah.

He looked back and the black cat gave another useless wave to a sleeping Sarah, shrugged her shoulders, got up and walked to the bombastic thatched brick building, nodding and talking with each fisher dog as they passed, stopping to pay a lot more than attention to the large brown top dog.

Tom shivered, he was still naked, he couldn't put his cat cum soaked T shirt back on, nor his pluck boxers. He rummaged through his rucksack in the corner, found what piddling clean gear he had, some lycra shorts and a Nice T shirt.

Pulling up his lycra shorts, he realised, his bum was sore, those incision from Sarah's hook may be more than he thought. He slipped on his Tee shirt and continued rummaging, he couldn't find his earphone, it was nowhere to be found.

Thirsty, he went down to the kitchen, ran some water system tucking his drumhead under the tap he drank his filling. Whilst leaning over the sink, he smelt that sweet fragrance creeping on him again, a distich of paws silkily wrapped around his waist.

Sarah's head appeared on his articulatio humeri, they leant together and kissed, as their tongues met, her paws dropped to his genitals and stroked his penis through his lycra, which was already starting to arise and tumesce, she stroked it and purred..

"Hungry ?"she asked ... Mmmmm responded Tom as his stomach growled.

"devotee ?"she queried, leaving it hanging in mid air.

Tom turned to face her and smiled,"Hmmmm I think so, do we need a label ? but I like the idea, I've left naught behind, no job, no apartment, no wife or girlfriend, parents are happy on their own, sister happily married in America, so this is a skillful way to start afresh"

"Don't worry Tom, cats aren't after long condition allegiance, I have had other lovers, one gave me three tremendous kitty, one still around who you will like, no marriage but I agree this is better than I could ever possess thought, no harm done ..."Sarah said and followed it up with a buss.

She cooked a nice mix of Fish, no off-white, lightly garnished and spiced, a little bread, but no veg or potatoes, must be a cat matter thought Tom. They sat down to eat and chatted, Tom learnt more about Sarah and the parallel man he now wanted to call nursing home .