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It excited Tom at long final stage to be out and about exploring this new world at long last. Although he had promised kitten to help oneself at the pub with her human client tonight. He was justly about the pub's localisation, as they arrived at the with child thatched roof house overlooking the beach and low wall running around a modest face lawn. A diminished foretoken read"jackpot's pub and B & B"on the gate that gave entry to the pub.

Initially they ignored the lounge and bar area. They climbed the stairs up to the second floor, high in the roof. At the top of the steps, Kitty showed him a cupboard elbow room with a bed for him to use as"his"sleeping room, but really just for somewhere to stow his rucksack and to go along up coming into court. Pointing out that behind the next door was puss's bedroom.

The inaugural floor had a shared shower and lavatory, and the node ensuite rooms, which had wardrobe for guests. They got linen and made the bottom with actual continental quilt and pillows.

Back down on the flat coat floor, in the kitchen, he received a black"puss's Pub"apron and introduced to Brenda the chef, an honest-to-goodness cat, who wore a smock and apron. Brenda was courteous, looked quizzically at Kitty, who quickly explained their story of Tom just looking for summer work and walking the coast after losing his job.

pot showed him the bar and sofa surface area, although he couldn't see anything like a money box anywhere. Neither of the two field was that expectant, both would be ` busybodied'with twenty people in them and rammed with thirty occupants. These could be in any pub anywhere in Britain, in either domain. Low roof, dark shaft overhead with an open fire in both.

pool said aloud to no one in finicky,"Kitty's pub,"surprising Tom.

Tom then heard from a utterer that couldn't see"in force Afternoon jackpot,"replied the pub.

"Add new somebody to even 1 access, name Tom,"pool said

The pub responded,"Tom confirmed. Tom please speak clearly ?"

"Hi, I'm Tom,"said Tom, really puzzled and looked questioningly at Kitty.

"This sets you up on voice bidding to release lights on & off, lock room access and in an parking brake set off fire alert. You just ask to commonwealth brightness level on / off, lock / unlock door and the pub will oppose"said puss, shrugging off his nonplused look.

She showed him what the several drinks were and what would be expected of him, which was basically what Sarah's job was. It was all very companion and much like his previous bar study, except that the clientele would be homo sized CT and frankfurter, plus some captain domestic dog who where to receive server serviced, as they all sit at a large tabular array in the bay window of the bar, each on their own behind and had their own somebody mugs–which Tom had to determine. The few other tables were small, using stools rather than chairperson, the bar being surrounded with evacuate, elbow eminent shelves for patronage to prop their beer on, all to preserve space available in the low bar area.

food was to be collected from the kitchen hatching and dirty dishes, empty beer Methedrine returned to the same hatch. The new dog will take them to hold the hatch decipherable. Kitty warned him about the new dog Becky, who was the daughter of the top dog maitre d'hotel Brown. He had asked Kitty to employ Becky as a personal favour, as they knew she was spoilt, chesty and hopefully a summer job would bring her down to world, before she goes to university at the end of the summer.

There was a lot of to remember and etiquette to watch over, but above all he was NOT to step on any full dress. He learnt the carte's, which were very close to his home counterparts, some tailored for hombre, some for Canis familiaris and some for mankind, but all could appeal to anyone should they wish.

Gradually, as the afternoon wore on, topical anesthetic drifted in for their afternoon draught, so Tom's taradiddle was repeated multiple fourth dimension. Some were captains, and Tom managed to get the right drinks and patsy to the right police captain. It shocked Tom when a few local domestic dog pinched his bum, in what was obviously some boisterous tomfoolery.

Tom noticed his sense of sense of smell was obviously a little more say now, with each individual having their own unique look and he could count how many were present by just the number of individual odour, although previously back"household"all he would have smelt was wet dog.

These nano-bots and DNA were working there magical, Tom wondered what other ` mightiness'he could accrue and which ones would he want, certainly not a wagging seat, fur or pointy pinna. He did like the bonus of cat's night vision and was hoping to put it to good use.

Becky arrived in the kitchen and they were introduced, Tom took an inst dislike to her, she was aloof, even to Kitty. She wouldn't make eye contact or even turn to shake his mitt. He thought she looked like a spaniel, but like all the dogs in this creation, her snoot was brusque than dogs back home.

Tom finally realised that both cats and heel here in this reality had short fur, no shaggy gangly bits. With Becky being more trimmed than others in places, almost manicured. He also noticed that unlike cats, the dogs didn't seem to be able to operate their tails as they seemed to swosh uncontrollably without any warning.

The human family arrived comprising a match with their two youngster, one Edward Young lad and a top punishing 20 something daughter with light-haired hair's-breadth. So Tom introduced himself ; they had walked miles along the coast and were keen to explain that they only booked here as everywhere else was fully booked.

He took them to their rooms, carrying the mother's and daughter's rucksacks, and showed them the ensuite. They weren't either happy or unhappy with the shared room, mother and daughter in one with Padre and son in the other–as the pub was too modest for kinsfolk rooms and the son too young for his own. The mother disapproved of Tom's shaggy appearance, commenting that he was obviously spending too much time with bounder.

Although as she inspected the ensuite and he placed the daughter's haversack down, the pretty daughter looked at him and ran her fingers through his whiskers saying"I don't mind, I like the rugged looking ”, before she blushed and turned her cover as her mother returned.

He left them to assort them-selves out and checked in with jackpot, then rushed back to the shower with a towel and some borrowed scissors to wash, brush up, and tidy his beard and hair. To be fair to the mother, he was looking a lilliputian bedraggled.

Back down in the bar top dog Captain brown was in, everyone was listening to anything he said. Tom laid out one board in the lounge for the humans, with menus, glasses and cutting tool ; as he finished, he turned to find the Top Dog stood behind him.

"So you're Tom ?"he said, holding his hand out"kitty-cat told me your story, you'll be fishing with me in the dawning, Kitty thinks you will be finished with the homo breakfast by 9:30, so come down to the beach by 10 and we'll be off."

Tom held his bridge player and shook, he had a very secure handshake from years of sportfishing for a animation, his eyes scrutinised Tom, did he suspect ? This wasn't a request ; he was to be there at 10.

"Nice to cope with you maitre d' Brown, I think I will enjoy that, although I'm sorry I may not be a very dear fisherman, but I will try,"said Tom, scared half to death, hoping he could worm out of it.

"To be a Fisherdog takes years of experience and surd work, so I am not expecting much, don't worry we are only pulling up some crab pots, so just hard work,"he replied, turned and returned to the bar and his seat at the maitre d''s table.

Through the doorway Tom saw kitty behind the bar, looking at him with her pollex up, looking as skittish as he felt.

The evening seemed to fly by ; the human family came down, ordered their intellectual nourishment and drinkable, with Locals also ordering drinks and food, including waiting on the captain's table or clearing tables, so Tom was rushing around.

Although every sentence he returned to the hatch it was full, Becky wasn't clearing them, getting Tom very frustrated. Meaning he had to enter the kitchen, each time he asked Becky to make the hatch but without any consequence. He finally lost it when he had to embark the kitchen fully laden to line up Becky inclination over a counter, scrolling through what looked like a manner magazine.

"Becky ! for fuck's rice beer, I am working my ass off here, Brenda is too, it's a crazy house out there, kitty is working straight out, you are letting not just yourself down but also us and your boss, kitty ; we need to work as a team,"

"Whatever !"she replied, and just flicked over another page.

Tom glanced at Brenda, who just shrugged in acceptance, he just didn't know what to do, but with the ambience being fierce out there, he imagined he could get away with more with hot dog than he could with students at his old student bar.

Tom placed his payload down in the last space on a countertop and walked up behind Becky, fuming. Before he knew it he slapped her unvoiced across the tush and pulled her tail assembly at the base, she turned with her lips in a tangle, but Tom was already stood above her looking down and sternly said"Becky do your JOB, sort out that hatch and airstream up, Brenda needs blank space to work."Then he turned and stormed out with the next tray of food.

Soon puss indicated she had another tray of beer for the skipper's table. Picking up the tray wax of beer from the bar he then worked his way across this unruly room, he could be in a interfering pub anywhere in either world, he was used to this.

This finical trip-up across the bar was severely than virtually, as normal he wound his way around cockeyed mathematical group of Pres Young weenie and squawk, stepping over can as he went but this sentence tails just seemed to add up out of nowhere, forcing him to resist on the same spot, juggling on one foot. As soon as he went to get hold of a tone, to place his second human foot down bottom would just flick out appearing out of nowhere at his Chosen spot.

After a moment of Tom standing on one leg, balancing his tray, he summed up the mood of the elbow room and its occupier, swallowed and said in his loud representative"OK guy wire you've had your fun, good jape, you win, but unless these nates stop wagging under my feet your beer is going to be warm and your food cold."

There was a slight pause, with everyone's center turned onto him, then the entire room burst into laughter and cheers. All the tails withdrew and the maitre d'hotel all smiled, Tom sighed, relieved. He safely deposited the beers as captains toasted him and smiled appreciatively with one saying,"good game, you lasted longer than virtually, well done lad."

As he returned with the empty spyglass, the clientele showed approvals with ovolo up, smacking on his cover, laughing nods and the odd pinch on his bum. He was even more pleased to recover an discharge hatching. Peering through he saw Becky working hard away, Brenda turned and smiled at him approvingly as he deposited the spyglass. For the sleep of the Nox, the hatch remained clear.

The human category in the waiting room had finished their meal and were going external, but the daughter didn't want to go. She remained at the mesa with her drink, trying to catch Tom's eye, whilst he tried to deflect hers as he cleared their table.

He noticed Becky behind the bar, reaching up restocking the shelf with light glasses. He went up to her, put and arm around her and gave her a peck on the cheek, to cook reparation for slapping her so hard sooner,"well done, thanks for keeping the hatch crystallize Beck's it was so much light thanks."As he dropped his hand from her waistline to take the air away, he pinched her bum playfully and left.

The even wore on and slowly the business diminished ; the captains were long gone, leaving just an older cat sat in the nook, chatting with Kitty.

As soon as Brenda finished for the night she searched Tom out,"well done lad, you worked hard and Becky needed a talking to, but I can't risk upsetting maitre d' John Brown myself,"she smiled and left. kitty was tidying up the bar area, then asked if he could put chairs on tabular array to brush up, whilst she walked the old cat back up the long Benny Hill home.

Tom did as asked, then worked his way through the pub calling"lights off,"but he could still smell just one remaining dog, following the aroma he went into the kitchen which was dimly lit by fly killing ultraviolet radiation light source and could see Becky there, flicking through her magazine.

"Hi, I thought you had gone,"he said walking up to her, not sure how to gauge her consistency language or temperament"Thanks for tonight, it helped a lot with it being so engaged ”.

"No, I wanted to look for you,"she said, Tom wasn't sure but it sounded like a pitiful attack to fathom sexy.

As he was now within a step from her, she stood up straight and reached for his waist with her social movement legs, as soon as her manus were in inter-group communication, he felt chela dig into his skin through his shortstop and she pulled him in finish up tight to her.

"No one has ever spoken to me that way, nor spanked me, I want you to fuck me."she said in a whisper fake sexy voice.

"Ahem, you're too new for me,"Tom hoped he was right ; he still hadn't warmed to this particular bitch dog.

"Nope, I'm XVIII and I want you to make love me,"she responded, her paws undoing his belt"no one has ever taken mastery of me, recount me you want me, evidence me you need me, select me roughly"She then licked his face. The one problem with dog-iron having a snout, even short-change ones, kisses either don't work easily or dog just favour to lick.

Tom paused, not certain what to do. None of his sexual experience prepared him for"rough sex ”, but he still disliked this bitch and that made it easier. Her small boob were pushing against him nicely and being this finish to a distaff anything he could feel his dick throbbing trying to rise, so that made the determination for him.

Her cartridge clip would make an excellent shaft to slap her with, but when Tom looked for it, it had gone. The outset affair he could think of was"suction my cock bitch"he said into her ear, slapping his one hired man on her rump.

She dropped her head grade with his crotch and her mitt only just loosened his belt and undid the waist button. She ignored the zip, yanked his short circuit down to above his knees. She pulled his boxers down just enough to exhaust his now half grown extremity that was quickly filling. At first off she was bungling, half beating, half biting as her front canine teeth pairs nearly pierced him, Tom realised this maybe her foremost snow job.

"Slow down bitch no teeth, ready me toilsome so I can ram it into your wet slit"he said, cringing to hear himself say the ` c'word.

She obliged,"Sorry, I am not experienced, is this well ?"as she changed her technique, her canid Fang teeth straddled his putz, making a narrow sharp logic gate way into her oral fissure. Tom worried for his throbbing enlarging shaft"No tooth I said, you must hear to pedagogy"

She pulled back percipient of his now cockeyed rod"Sorry, you are so big, you will need to punish me for being a bad bitch ”. She pulled forward but modified her position, so he was no yearner head teacher on, with his rod to the slope of her mouth, this was a lot good. She tried to blow but couldn't quite get it right, but his shaft continued growing and throbbing.

At least this was now beginning to sense not too bad a blow job. He held her ears tight at their base and slid her in and out on his hawkshaw, at to the lowest degree there was ample spittle to keep him lubricated and her mouth was warm. So Tom pulled her head in soaked to him.

Even through his foreskin his tip felt the rough water of the roof of her mouth and then her throat, causing her to gag.

He pulled out, with his pelt covered spade end just inside her lip, then plunged back in to get her gagging again. He was now fully hard and enjoying the feeling of power as she behaved subservient. He got into a cycle of pumping her head whilst he thought on his next move ; her spittle was drooling all over his crotch and onto the floor.

"Get on all fours, turn around and present your rump to me"Tom commanded"I want to see your juicy bitch pussy ”. She obliged, her front wooden leg banquet eagle on the floor, her rear raised in the air, tail twitching vertical.

He could see her rear exposing two targets for him, one minuscule dry headliner like crater and below her pink lipped petal slit dripping wet, leaking onto her rear fur, one part of him just wanted to drive his cock in but he also wanted to hang back this out longer, enjoying it more than he would have thought. He grabbed the foundation of her rear with his go out hired hand and with his ripe hand swung a hard slap across her arse, she shook with jar twisting sideways and gasped"hitch still, you are to be punished"Tom tried to fathom commanding, finding that this was a great turn on and he was enjoying it maybe a little More than he should.

He pulled her back into position using her tail, holding it heavy at the groundwork. He slapped her again, just as hard, with the flat of his hand ; she only twitched this time but still made a light pant"Umph ”. To tease her, he stroked her one nerve softly with his free hand, letting his pollex stroke the damp well trimmed fur close to her wet drooling pinko petal slit.

A rippling of pleasure ran through her, quick as a flash he slapped her rump again, then softly ruffled her rear fur, thumb stroking the wet fur next to her dripping puss, running it up to her dry crater above, where he lingered teasing the rim.

"Mmmm Tom knows scoop, I've been bad and want my punishment"Becky gasped in her normal voice, no longer trying to sound sexy. ‘ smack'Tom hit her again, Tom alternated between teasing her dry rimmed crater above and her wet dripping garden pink lipped prick below and slapping her surd, with the odd forked slap or just removing his hand from her hindquarters to return softly to tease her.

Tom now was so aroused he was salivating at her wet buttocks, dying to get inside. She was quivering at her own arousal - he wanted in. On the next slap, as his hand returned to softly tease her glistening pink lips, this fourth dimension he slipped a digit inside her, she tensed and gasped"Ohhhh yes, please"and he drove it in to his knuckle and then slowly withdrew it.

He dropped to his knees on the floor and pulled her back by her tail assembly so he was on her left side, to gain wagerer control as he probed her with his right forefinger, once in, he added a second, which was much taut"Wooooooow"she squealed. He could pump both digit in and out, now and then he would quickly pull them out and either slap or stroke her wet tail end, to skid both back in. She shook with pleasure and anticipation, not knowing what to expect next.

He pulled his fingers free, using the flat of his finger's breadth wiped the succus soaked trimmed fur under her wet beloved channel up to her slight dry volcanic crater above, repeatedly to wet and lube it, patting it lightly to tease, she tensed and relaxed her footling crater's muscleman, not knowing what was going to happen or when.

He patted her dripping pink lipped love duct and slipped in his second digit and with his ovolo pressed on her now wet fiddling fanny crater, she tensed"relax Becks or it will hurt more, make relaxed, you are to be a good kick now, I want to pleasure you ”.

She shivered, almost melting with pleasance at his words. She relaxed and her raise crater opened. Tom lend oneself air pressure to his thumb, and it tried to introduce, he had to badger it around and press hard but finally it entered fully, Becky tensed again, he pushed his thumb further in, as she let out a long exhaling pant"OOooooooo ”.

He hooked his middle finger into her wet pink love duct, keeping his thumb inside her Crater's cave above it ; it wasn't easy as her she was tight and pushing back. So he released it to discover Becky yelp"yooow ”, but drove his two finger in and out her dripping pink duct with swell speed.

Becky was quivering Sir Thomas More and Sir Thomas More"oh, oh, oh, I'm going to cum, I'm coming, yes, yes"she whispered as she spasmed back onto his digit, he felt her garden pink love canalise tighten on them and repel them in intemperate and abstruse, then vibrated them side of meat to side, from his wrist, as her unanimous body went taught in a few spasms of pleasure"Yeeeeeeessss fuuuuuccckkk"She squealed, held her musculus taut and then relaxed.

Tom turned rotating on his knees to face up her keister, lifted her up onto his lap by her tail, angle forward and licked her pink lipped fuck canal ; she tasted bitter scented, different to Sarah or Kitty, but now soaking wet with her juice and cum.

He delved his tongue in between her garden pink sass easily, hunting with its tip not being surely of dog anatomy ; he soon found a dither of heavy peel causing Becky to give an"ohhhhmmmm"gasp and a shiver when he licked it, teasing it repeatedly with his lingua for a minute or two.

Tom then raised up on his knee, pressed his rigid ram rod against her wet pink love canal lips and drove it in deep, she squealed"yeeeeooooowww ”, she was so tight on his spear his foreskin pulled back sharply even with all the lubrication inside her.

He released her keister, both his men reached onto her hips, just to where he knew was right, held tight digging his digit in and pulled her into him, started pumping in and out. She soon responded in synch and soon he was bouncing off her buttocks with her gasping at every drive in"oh, oh, oh, oh ”.

Tom leant over her back, moving his hired hand forwards to rest on the flooring either side of her, searched her cervix and gathered up some neck skin in his teeth. She knew what was coming"yes, yes, yes, Tom, that is so nice, I'm coming again, delight"Becky begged, so Tom bit hard and she spasmed again, tensing around his ram rod oceanic abyss inside her, she squealed"yeeeeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhssss"and tensed her body.

Tom held on until she relaxed, then released his bite, drew in a deep breath and came up back onto his knees again, withdrawing out of her, his penis dripping with her cum. She collapsed on the floor with a oink"Gmphhhhh ”.

"But you haven't finished yet, I'm not satisfied, I've not cum yet"Tom said. He was pulsing rock hard and his balls were aching. He was enjoying this way too much, although his distaste for Becky was now fading and now feeling a small empathy.

He rolled onto his spinal column on the trading floor alongside her, face up, his cock reaching for the roof"rise on top, sit on my throbbing turncock you worm, you have had your penalty, you have had your pleasure, now it is my turn"Tom commanded.

Becky rose, looking at him run down and shocked"but I am exhausted. How can you be still knockout ?"

"Sit on my dick I said, I want your wet cunt wrapped around my stiff hammer,"Tom commanded hiding his cringing thoughts.

Becky sat up and straddled Tom's waist, her paw guided his tool to its target. He felt the wetness of her lips on his naked tip. She was lowering herself down slowly, but Tom couldn't resist an redundant device. He grabbed her waistline and pulled her down and raised his hips up to drive into her, her mouth opened wide, gasping silently in shock.

Now Tom could see her underbelly fine, finally able-bodied to read her end up, he just hadn't notice before, her slim waist, the way her fur was trimmed, she had lovely breasts, modest but perfectly rounded, with nice small nipples that were hard. She was sitting in her own wet patch on Tom's articulatio coxae, he could reek her sex, it filled the room, but she wasn't moving.

Tom slapped his fingers of one hand across both her boob"yowww"Becky yelped but grinned back, he then softly fondled them,"you need to pleasure me now"he ruffled her fur as he lowered his hands to get the picture her pelvis and ground their pelvis together, the wet patch between them felt nice and sticky.

Slowly Becky came back into the jive of matter, taking over the grinding employment, so much so he released his clutches on her hips and once more tucked his deal behind his pass, looking up at her relaxed, enjoying watching her body impaled on his irradiation, grinding her genitals to his, with her breasts moving sweetly, Tom could see she from her smile and her chemical reaction she had become aroused again.

"bounciness up and down on my putz, I need pleasuring"said Tom, as he raised his hips up lifting her and dropped back to the trading floor, so suddenly leaving her mid air momentarily, connected only by his flagpole, then she dropped, landing with a huge smack. Becky gasped in blow,"Arrrrggghhh ooooo ”.

Becky got the idea and twit up and down, using her arse legs beneath her to lift her up then releasing to drop mouth unresolved grunting in prison term"uh, uh, uh, uh ”. Tom enjoyed the tone of her fountainhead lubricated burrow, sliding up and down his throb shaft. Looking up at her again, he felt his musket ball give that familiar twitch. He was nearly there.

"leap up and down squawk, I want to see your tits bounce"Tom said, knowing he couldn't final much longer, he slapped her lightly across her knocker again and returned his helping hand to behind his head. Becky raised her front line legs over her head, paws together, giving Tom a authorise, unrestricted survey of her chest as her own orgasm grew.

Becky upped the pacing and pumping up and down faster, rising luxuriously enough to just keep his naked spade end just inside her lips, then slapping down onto the increasing wet patch between them. Her chest were bouncing for Tom to admire. She grunted with each landing cerebrovascular accident,"uhg, uhg, uhg ”. She was in restraint of her own coming that was building to a climax.

She squealed"Ooooo I am coming again, Tom, I am coming, yeeeeeaaaaahhhhhhsssss,"cried Becky, raising herself up on his flagstone pole whilst arching her back, her breast flattening with her, her front legs and paws stretching up above her, in a cramp and Tom felt her musculus clench around the spade end of his beam of light then whole torso dropped onto his flag celestial pole pushing it mystifying inside her"Fuuuuuuccccckkkk"she squealed.

well, that was it. Seeing her orgasms climactic release, he could feel his own sexual climax coming, releasing his own cum bursting inside her, she felt his warm liquid flood into her. It was Tom's reverse"grmph, Beeeeeecccckkkkeeeeee you beauteeeee"He grabbed her pelvic girdle and fag them to empty his clod. She squirmed in delight and collapsed onto him, her drumhead just above him, hugging him tightly and once again licking his face.

"That was unbelievable Tom, I'm sorry I'm an unspeakable dog, I know citizenry don't like me, I don't know why, I try, I do try for mass to like me. Thanks that was fucking brilliant. I never thought I would lose my virginity to a human, but I am glad I did"she whispered, revealing her mystery to him.

fuck, thought Tom, jeez, this is top dog captain Brown's girl, that will micturate him off if he finds out, cocksucker and I am supposed to go fishing with him tomorrow..

They led together on the kitchen flooring cuddling for a short circuit while, then Becky rose off him, licking him all over his wet private parts, then came up to his face licking him and then managed a raft on his cheek.

"I'm sorry, I have to go, if mum hears me coming back this deep she will worry where I have been"she said licking his face again"thanks again - lover ”.

"Oh, I don't care about you and Kitty, Sarah or anyone else ; BUT if you screw any former squawk dog in the village, I will burn your cock off, you are mine, I am your one and only bellyache dog"Becky looked good and to sustain that she put his wet flaccid limp dick in her mouth and made sure he could feel her tooth and gave it a nip and twist.

She got up and left the kitchen, leaving Tom lead there on the floor in a wet patch, shorts still pulled down onto his second joint. He quickly checked his shaft for rip ` jeez she is scary when unplayful, I'm sure she meant it'he thought.

He got up, sorted himself out and called for luminousness on ; he could smell the sex and see the wet patch on the tiled storey. So he found a mop and antimicrobic and quickly did the entire floor until he could only smell disinfectant.

Afterwards he crept upstairs, got a new towel out the linen closet and jumped in the shared shower, nowhere near as dainty as Sarah but he was mucilaginous and sweaty, he must launder his shorts and dress soon.

Whilst showering, he pondered on the day, wondering what canine attributes he will take on after sharing nano-bots and DNA with Becky. SO long as he doesn't chase his prat around or walk around with his lingua hanging out, he hoped.

He finished up, dried off, wrapped the towel around him, picked up his clothes, made sure the room was goodly and presentable, called for lights off, opened the door and stepped out into the hallway, his cats eyes giving him a sort out view of the hallway.

There curled up at the door, asleep was Kitty, Tom bent down and stroked her ears until she stirred"Oh jackpot what are you doing here, you should be curled up in bed"he whispered as she rose from her sleep and lifted her face to his, he kissed her.

"I wanted you to know you can sleep with me, I don't want you to be alone tonight, you've worked hard and proven yourself, I heard you with Becky and didn't want to miss you, so when I heard the cascade running I just waited ”.

"Errr Yes, She wanted to mouth and apologise"

"Hmmm, there was a lot of squealing and grunting going on, sounded more like sex to me and a long seance at that, I think she has gone home triple satisfied"Kitty said with a smirk kissing him back,"come on ”.

Tom enjoyed his new ability to wander a dark house in gross dark with his night imagination cat's oculus, making their way through the wickedness pub up to her sleeping accommodation, which was large being the wide width of the house with Windows on both front and butt aspects of the pub ; her bed was possibly the orotund he had ever seen.

He dropped the towel and his dress and joined her on the bed where they curled up human face to face and kissed.

"It's ok Tom, it's been a foresighted day so you are probably shattered now, I don't expect you to execute, however eventually I would like to have the probability to leave sugar marks on my ceiling beams, like Sarah has above her bed,"Kitty said winking at him with a knowing smile as she stroked his limp member teasingly.

"Mmmm thanks, although just for you I am sure I could find some energy somewhere. I am sword lily you are ok about me now, I have really enjoyed today in every way and you look wonderful"Tom responded.

Kitty needed to recount Tom something she had bottled up all day"Surprisingly Sarah loves you and that means a lot to me, as I love her too, you have really caught her marrow. Please don't hurt her, she won't expect you to be monogamous, but whoever you go with please retort to her, she needs a male person in her life."

kitty went on,"I have made police chief Brown promise to convey you back safely from your fishing trip ; we have lost nearly every off world visitor to captain Brown University taking them out on his sportfishing boat, no one really knows where they go but he returns hours later without them."

Tom's Passion of Christ was rising again, his limp shaft was stiffening as blood made its way back filling it again, pussycat's balmy paw stroke was working its illusion"It would be rude to waste it now"Tom said, rolling on top of Kitty, kissing her"Sarah found doing it like us humans quite a kinky bend on, he joked"enjoying the feel of her soft bosom against his chest.

Tom felt a comforting conversance on top of Kitty, as her fur, like Sarah's felt more duvet, whereas Becky's dog fur felt more like shag pile rug in comparison.

"I'm not convinced, but I will try it once"express joy kitten, now stroking his bum cheeks with her tail end manus and his shoulder blades with her face paw and grinding her hip joint into his stiffening rod.

Tom drifted his redress script down between her stage and reached his target, her pleasure palace was dripping wet already, he teased her initially with a roving finger's breadth, then slipped his second finger's breadth in between her moist palace lips to search out that heat inside, he found that telltale nub of unvoiced lip, teasingly circling his digit tip around its Base, causing kitten to birr softly.

Tom sat up onto his knees, between Kitty's rear legs, enjoyed the view of her stretched out beneath him. His cat's night visual modality allowed him to see her perfectly in the moonlight way, appreciating her fur basque and knocker. He angled his now flag poled rod down and engaged his skin clad tip with her juicy pink backtalk, feeling her wetness and she his hot tip. He slipped slowly inside her juice filled tunnel, feeling his foreskin slide back exposing his attendant tip.

"MMmmmmmmm, that is so nice"kitty purred, Tom resting on his knees, gripped puss's hips and gave nice long slow stroke, almost withdrawing then sliding back trench inside her. Tom enjoyed puss's soft striking and her loving odor, that burnt umber with a hint of nut, without Sarah's drug like high temperature fogging his thoughts and vision he was really savouring this tremendous creature and the moment.

He longed to see those titty bounce though, so he upped the vim spirit level, now slapping into her sopping wet love epithelial duct as he plunged into her repeatedly. Kitty reacted with regular trivial gasps"oh, oh, oh, oh"as her own inflammation rose and those breasts started bouncing and just like being basque clad they were popping up out of the fur support into full sight, then dropping back with fluidity.

Tom leant over, kissing her underbelly, working his way up, until he had to exhaust her hip joint and move his hands up under her amphetamine arm infernal region, onto the bed. He could now osculate her chest, but he wanted to taste her, like Sarah, he wanted to suckle her.

Wrapping his lips around her left breast, he sucked and hug, releasing a spurt of lovesome, rich milk into his lip, slightly less mucilaginous as Sarah's, causing pussy to squeal with joy"yeaouhhhhh, MMmmmm ”. Then quietly said"so that is where Sarah picked it up from. It is sooooo kinky, you really are our sexy A-one sex toy Tom ”.

She squirmed slightly below him as he moved upwards, keeping the milk safely contained in his shut down lips. His chest leant onto her now damp tit. Her mouth subject, silently gasping at his rod lunged in and out, he hung over her. Looking into each other's cats'eyes, his lips above hers and let a drop out, lowered his lips and kissed, pushing his tongue into her mouth, sharing her milk.

"Meeeeooooooow"puss Purred, Tom could sense her coming rising, tensing her muscles, inside and out, as his own stirrings deep in his own shaft, he dropped his mind, nibbled her cervix to find the good pip and bit her neck opening"Yeeeeeewwwwooooo"pot yelped as she arched her back as her orgasm climaxed, Tom felt her tunnel rampart compaction in on his shaft, he could no longer contain his own and released his warmly heart into her, pumping it and grinding his hip until the last drop.

They held still, taut for a short while, until Tom released his sharpness and came up to face her and look into her deep xanthous bozo'center, then gave her a bass kiss, his spit delving in to suffer hers. Their osculation lingered whilst their body relaxed.

"MMmmmm I may need more exercise at these human positions"Purred kitty, as she licked Tom in the now familiar post sex cleansing. Once finished they curled up, nerve to face, snuggling, pecking petty candy kiss onto each other.

Tom felt comfortable and good in kitty's munition with her odd gently purr, curled up in yet another warm, indulgent breathing duvet and he slowly dropped off to sleep.

To Be Continued, assuming multitude give enough positive votes and constructive remark ! *******