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It excited Tom at long last to be out and about exploring this new world at long live on. Although he had promised Kitty to avail at the pub with her homo guests tonight. He was right about the pub's location, as they arrived at the great thatched ceiling theater overlooking the beach and low wall running around a minor front lawn. A small sign read"Kitty's pub and B & B"on the gate that gave entry to the pub.

Initially they ignored the lounge and bar region. They climbed the step up to the secondment base, high in the ceiling. At the top of the stairs, pussycat showed him a cupboard room with a bed for him to use as"his"bedroom, but really just for somewhere to stow his knapsack and to keep up show. Pointing out that behind the following room access was Kitty's bedroom.

The beginning floor had a shared shower and gutter, and the Edgar Albert Guest ensuite rooms, which had press for guest. They got linen and made the beds with actual duvets and pillows.

Back down on the land floor, in the kitchen, he received a mordant"Kitty's Pub"apron and introduced to Brenda the chef, an former cat, who wore a gabardine and apron. Brenda was decent, looked quizzically at Kitty, who quickly explained their write up of Tom just looking for summer work and walking the coast after losing his job.

Kitty showed him the bar and lounge areas, although he couldn't see anything like a cashbox anywhere. Neither of the two areas was that large, both would be ` busy'with 20 citizenry in them and rammed with 30 occupants. These could be in any pub anywhere in Great Britain, in either worldly concern. Low cap, colored beams overhead with an open fire in both.

kitten said aloud to no one in particular,"pot's pub,"surprising Tom.

Tom then heard from a speaker that couldn't see"practiced afternoon pool,"replied the pub.

"Add new person to rase 1 approach, name Tom,"Kitty 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 representative control to deform lights on & off, whorl threshold and in an emergency set off fire alarms. You just ask to state lights on / off, lock / unlock door and the pub will react"said kitty, shrugging off his puzzled look.

She showed him what the assorted drinks were and what would be expected of him, which was basically what Sarah's job was. It was all very familiar and a good deal like his previous bar work, except that the clientele would be human sized cats and firedog, plus some maitre d' detent who where to encounter server serviced, as they all sit at a large table in the bay window of the bar, each on their own tooshie and had their own individual mugs–which Tom had to learn. The few other mesa were small, using dejection rather than chairs, the bar being surrounded with empty, elbow senior high shelf for clientele to prop their beer on, all to keep space uncommitted in the small bar area.

Food was to be collected from the kitchen crosshatch and dirty cup of tea, empty beer glasses returned to the same hatch. The new dog will take them to maintain the hatch clear. Kitty warned him about the new dog Becky, who was the daughter of the top dog Captain brown. He had asked jackpot to hire Becky as a personal favour, as they knew she was spoilt, arrogant and hopefully a summer job would work her down to earth, before she goes to university at the end of the summer.

There was a lot of to call up and etiquette to follow, but above all he was NOT to step on any tails. He learnt the menu's, which were very closelipped to his household similitude, some tailored for cats, some for frankfurter and some for world, but all could appeal to anyone should they wish.

Gradually, as the afternoon wore on, topical anesthetic drifted in for their afternoon tipple, so Tom's story was repeated multiple times. Some were chieftain, and Tom managed to get the right drinks and mugs to the right captain. It shocked Tom when a few local Canis familiaris pinched his bum, in what was obviously some boisterous tomfoolery.

Tom noticed his sense of smell was obviously a little more enounce now, with each somebody having their own unique odor and he could weigh how many were present by just the number of individual smells, although previously back"home plate"all he would have smelt was wet dog.

These nano-bots and DNA were working there magic, Tom wondered what early ` king'he could fall and which ones would he want, certainly not a wagging seat, fur or pointy ear. He did like the incentive 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 jiffy dislike to her, she was aloof, even to pussycat. She wouldn't make eye contact or even sprain to escape from his hand. He thought she looked like a spaniel, but like all the dogs in this creation, her snout was shorter than bounder back dwelling.

Tom finally realised that both cats and dogs here in this world had unretentive 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 control their tails as they seemed to swish uncontrollably without any warning.

The human family unit arrived comprising a couple with their two baby, one young lad and a top toilsome twenty dollar bill something girl with blonde hair. So Tom introduced himself ; they had walked geographical mile along the sea-coast and were keen to explain that they only booked here as everywhere else was fully booked.

He took them to their elbow room, carrying the mother's and girl's rucksacks, and showed them the ensuite. They weren't either happy or dysphoric with the shared elbow room, mother and daughter in one with father and son in the other–as the pub was too humble for category rooms and the son too young for his own. The female parent disapproved of Tom's shaggy-haired appearance, commenting that he was obviously spending too much time with dogs.

Although as she inspected the ensuite and he placed the daughter's rucksack down, the pretty girl looked at him and ran her digit through his beard saying"I don't head, I like the rugged look ”, before she blushed and turned her back as her mother returned.

He left them to assort them-selves out and checked in with Kitty, then rushed back to the shower with a towel and some borrowed scissor grip to wash away, brush up, and tidy his byssus and hairsbreadth. To be fair to the mother, he was looking a petty bedraggled.

Back down in the bar top dog Captain Brown was in, everyone was listening to anything he said. Tom laid out one table in the lounge for the homo, with carte, spyglass and eating utensil ; as he finished, he turned to recover the Top Dog stood behind him.

"So you're Tom ?"he said, holding his deal out"pool told me your tale, you'll be fishing with me in the aurora, Kitty thinks you will be finished with the humans breakfast by 9:30, so come down to the beach by 10 and we'll be off."

Tom held his hand and shook, he had a very stiff handshake from years of fishing for a living, his eyes scrutinised Tom, did he suspect ? This wasn't a asking ; he was to be there at 10.

"Nice to meet you maitre d'hotel brownness, I think I will love that, although I'm sorry I may not be a very sound fisher, but I will try,"said Tom, scared one-half to death, hoping he could twist out of it.

"To be a Fisherdog takes days of experience and hard workplace, so I am not expecting much, don't worry we are only pulling up some crabby person pots, so just hard employment,"he replied, turned and returned to the bar and his keister at the senior pilot's table.

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

The evening seemed to fly by ; the human phratry came down, ordered their food and drinks, with topical anaesthetic also ordering boozing and food, including waiting on the captain's tabular array or glade tables, so Tom was rushing around.

Although every time he returned to the hatch it was broad, Becky wasn't clearing them, getting Tom very frustrated. Meaning he had to enter the kitchen, each time he asked Becky to pass the hatch but without any results. He finally lost it when he had to infix the kitchen fully laden to get Becky inclination over a counter, scrolling through what looked like a fashion magazine.

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

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

Tom glanced at Brenda, who just shrugged in adoption, he just didn't know what to do, but with the atmosphere being boisterous out there, he imagined he could get away with more with dogs than he could with students at his old scholarly person bar.

Tom placed his load down in the endure space on a countertop and walked up behind Becky, fuming. Before he knew it he slapped her hard across the rump and pulled her keister at the base of operations, she turned with her lips in a maze, but Tom was already place upright above her looking down and sternly said"Becky do your JOB, clear that hachure and wash up, Brenda needs infinite to work."Then he turned and stormed out with the side by side tray of food.

Soon puss indicated she had another tray of beer for the senior pilot's tabular array. Picking up the tray full of beer from the bar he then worked his way across this rambunctious room, he could be in a meddlesome pub anywhere in either worldly concern, he was used to this.

This special trip across the bar was harder than most, as normal he wound his way around tight groups of Loretta Young click and kick, stepping over fag end as he went but this time tails just seemed to come out of nowhere, forcing him to digest on the same post, juggling on one foot. As soon as he went to take a step, to place his second foot down tails would just riff out appearing out of nowhere at his chosen spot.

After a minute of Tom standing on one leg, balancing his tray, he summed up the mood of the elbow room and its resident, swallowed and said in his trashy vocalisation"Okay guys you've had your fun, good joke, you win, but unless these posterior stop wagging under my pes your beer is going to be warm and your intellectual nourishment cold."

There was a tenuous pause, with everyone's eyes turned onto him, then the stallion way volley into laughter and cheers. All the fag end withdrew and the captains all smiled, Tom sighed, relieved. He safely deposited the beers as captains toasted him and smiled appreciatively with one saying,"good game, you lasted foresightful than nigh, well done lad."

As he returned with the empty glasses, the clientele showed favorable reception with thumbs up, slaps on his back, laughing nods and the odd emergency on his bum. He was even more pleased to observe an evacuate hatch. Peering through he saw Becky working hard away, Brenda turned and smiled at him approvingly as he deposited the glasses. For the rest of the night, the hatch remained clear.

The man family in the waiting room had finished their meal and were going extraneous, but the daughter didn't want to go. She remained at the table with her drink, trying to beguile Tom's eye, whilst he tried to avoid hers as he cleared their table.

He noticed Becky behind the bar, reaching up restocking the shelves with clean glasses. He went up to her, put and arm around her and gave her a peck on the cheek, to work reparation for slapping her so hard earlier,"well done, thanks for keeping the hatching clear Beck's it was so much light thanks."As he dropped his hand from her waistline to walk away, he pinched her bum playfully and left.

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

As soon as Brenda finished for the night she searched Tom out,"well done lad, you worked severe and Becky needed a talking to, but I can't jeopardy upsetting Captain Brown University myself,"she smiled and left. Kitty was tidying up the bar area, then asked if he could put president on board to swing out up, whilst she walked the old cat back up the yearn Alfred Hawthorne home.

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

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

"No, I wanted to wait for you,"she said, Tom wasn't sure but it sounded like a poor attempt to sound sexy.

As he was now within a dance step from her, she stood up straight and reached for his waist with her front legs, as soon as her paws were in contact, he felt claw dig into his skin through his shortstop and she pulled him in finale 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 whispered fake sexy voice.

"hem, you're too young for me,"Tom hoped he was right ; he still hadn't warmed to this especial bitch dog.

"Nope, I'm eighteen and I want you to fuck me,"she responded, her paws undoing his belt"no one has ever taken control of me, order me you want me, tell me you need me, strike me roughly"She then licked his aspect. The one problem with dogs having a snout, even short ones, kisses either don't employment easily or dogs just prefer to lick.

Tom paused, not sure what to do. None of his sexual experience prepared him for"crude sex ”, but he still disliked this cunt and that made it easier. Her slight tit were pushing against him nicely and being this close to a female anything he could feel his hawkshaw throbbing trying to rise, so that made the determination for him.

Her magazine would piss an excellent tool to slap her with, but when Tom looked for it, it had gone. The first thing he could think of was"sucking my dick bitch"he said into her ear, slapping his one hired man on her rump.

She dropped her head level with his genital organ and her paws only just loosened his bash and undid the shank button. She ignored the zip, yanked his boxershorts down to above his knees. She pulled his boxers down just enough to eject his now half spring up member that was quickly filling. At first off she was inapt, one-half licking, half biting as her front canine dentition pairs nearly pierced him, Tom realised this maybe her first bump job.

"Slow down bitch no tooth, build me intemperately so I can ram it into your wet cunt"he said, cringing to hear himself say the ` c'word.

She obliged,"Sorry, I am not experienced, is this better ?"as she changed her technique, her canine Fang teeth straddled his hawkshaw, making a narrow astute logic gate way into her mouth. Tom worried for his throbbing enlarging shaft"No teeth I said, you must listen to instruction"

She pulled back clear of his now stiff 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 on, with his rod to the side of her oral cavity, this was lots better. She tried to go down on but couldn't quite get it in good order, but his rotating shaft continued growing and throbbing.

At least this was now beginning to palpate not too bad a blow job. He held her ears tight at their understructure and slid her in and out on his tool, at least there was ample spittle to keep him lube and her sassing was warm. So Tom pulled her headspring in tight to him.

Even through his foreskin his tip felt the roughness of the roof of her rima oris and then her throat, causing her to gag.

He pulled out, with his peel covered spade end just inside her mouth, 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 cps of pumping her top dog whilst he thought on his succeeding motion ; her spit was drooling all over his privates and onto the floor.

"Get on all IV, turn around and present your rump to me"Tom commanded"I want to see your juicy bitch cunt ”. She obliged, her look legs spread eagle on the floor, her rear raised in the air, tail twitching vertical.

He could see her rear exposing two targets for him, one small dry star like crater and below her pink lipped petal snatch dripping wet, leaking onto her rise fur, one part of him just wanted to get his cock in but he also wanted to drag this out yearner, enjoying it more than he would have got thought. He grabbed the radical of her tail with his left deal and with his in good order hand swung a hard smacking across her nates, she shook with shock twisting sideways and gasped"check still, you are to be punished"Tom tried to voice commanding, finding that this was a great turn on and he was enjoying it maybe a little Sir Thomas More than he should.

He pulled her back into position using her tail, holding it hard at the substructure. He slapped her again, just as hard, with the flat of his helping hand ; she only twitched this clip but still made a light gasp"Umph ”. To badger her, he stroked her one nerve softly with his free hand, letting his ovolo stroke the dampness well trimmed fur close to her wet drooling pink flower petal slit.

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

"Mmmm Tom knows full, 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 pinko lipped slit below and slapping her surd, with the odd stunt woman slap or just removing his hand from her rump to return softly to tease her.

Tom now was so aroused he was salivating at her wet tail end, dying to get inside. She was quivering at her own foreplay - he wanted in. On the side by side smacking, as his manus returned to softly tease her glistening pink lips, this fourth dimension he slipped a finger inside her, she tensed and gasped"Ohhhh yes, delight"and he drove it in to his knuckle and then slowly withdrew it.

He dropped to his knee joint on the floor and pulled her back by her tail so he was on her left incline, to advance comfortably control as he probed her with his good index, once in, he added a sec, which was much tight"Wooooooow"she squealed. He could pump both fingers in and out, now and then he would quickly pull up them out and either slap or stroke her wet rear, to slither both back in. She shook with joy and expectation, not knowing what to gestate next.

He pulled his finger free, using the flat of his finger's breadth wiped the juice soaked trimmed fur under her wet love canal up to her slight dry Crater above, repeatedly to wet and lubricate it, patting it lightly to twit, she tensed and relaxed her footling crater's muscle, not knowing what was going to happen or when.

He patted her dripping pink lipped love canal and slipped in his second finger and with his thumb pressed on her now wet little lift crater, she tensed"relax Becks or it will pain more, loosen up, you are to be a good bitch now, I want to pleasure you ”.

She shivered, almost melting with pleasure at his words. She relaxed and her rear crater opened. Tom employ pressure to his thumb, and it tried to recruit, he had to fluff it around and press hard but finally it entered fully, Becky tensed again, he pushed his ovolo further in, as she let out a long exhaling gasp"OOooooooo ”.

He hooked his midsection finger into her wet pinko love canal, keeping his thumb inside her crater's cave above it ; it wasn't promiscuous as her she was tight and pushing back. So he released it to get word Becky yelp"yooow ”, but drove his two fingerbreadth in and out her dripping pinko canal with greater speed.

Becky was quivering More and more"oh, oh, oh, I'm going to cum, I'm coming, yes, yes"she whispered as she spasmed back onto his fingers, he felt her pink love canal tighten on them and drove them in voiceless and bass, then vibrated them side to side, from his wrist, as her unscathed body went taught in a few spasm of pleasure"Yeeeeeeessss fuuuuuccckkk"She squealed, held her muscles taut and then relaxed.

Tom turned rotating on his genu to face her stern, lifted her up onto his lap by her tail, leant forward and licked her pinko lipped love canal ; she tasted acerbic gratifying, unlike to Sarah or Kitty, but now soaking wet with her succus and cum.

He delved his tongue in between her pink lips easily, hunting with its tip not being sure of dog anatomy ; he soon found a dither of hard skin causing Becky to give an"ohhhhmmmm"gasp and a shiver when he licked it, teasing it repeatedly with his tongue for a second or two.

Tom then raised up on his genu, pressed his unbending ram rod against her wet pink love epithelial duct backtalk and ram it in deep, she squealed"yeeeeooooowww ”, she was so closely on his shaft his foreskin pulled back sharply even with all the lubrication inside her.

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

Tom leant over her dorsum, moving his hands forwards to rest on the floor either side of meat of her, searched her neck and gathered up some neck peel in his dentition. She knew what was coming"yes, yes, yes, Tom, that is so gracious, I'm coming again, please"Becky begged, so Tom bit firmly and she spasmed again, tensing around his ram rod cryptic inside her, she squealed"yeeeeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhssss"and tensed her body.

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

"But you haven't finished yet, I'm not fill, 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 aversion for Becky was now fading and now feeling a petty empathy.

He rolled onto his back on the story alongside her, face up, his dick reaching for the roof"climb on top, sit on my throbbing rooster you worm, you have had your penalization, you have had your pleasure, now it is my spell"Tom commanded.

Becky rose, looking at him tired and scandalise"but I am exhausted. How can you be still hard ?"

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

Becky sat up and straddled Tom's waist, her paw guided his dick 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 spear carrier whirl. He grabbed her waist and pulled her down and raised his coxa up to push back into her, her rima oris opened wide-eyed, gasping silently in shock.

Now Tom could see her underbelly delicately, finally able-bodied to study her close up, he just hadn't poster before, her slim waistline, the way her fur was trimmed, she had cover girl breasts, belittled but perfectly rounded, with nice small nipples that were hard. She was sitting in her own wet maculation on Tom's hip joint, he could reek her sex, it filled the room, but she wasn't moving.

Tom slapped his finger of one hand across both her knocker"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 manpower to grasp her rose hip and ground their hips together, the wet patch between them felt nice and sticky.

Slowly Becky came back into the jive of things, taking over the grinding workplace, so much so he released his grip on her coxa and once more tucked his workforce behind his pass, looking up at her relaxed, enjoying watching her trunk impaled on his dig, grinding her fork to his, with her breasts moving sweetly, Tom could see she from her smile and her reaction she had become energise again.

"bounciness up and down on my dick, I need pleasuring"said Tom, as he raised his articulatio coxae up lifting her and dropped back to the trading floor, so suddenly leaving her mid air momentarily, connected only by his flagstaff, then she dropped, landing with a immense slap. Becky gasped in shock,"Arrrrggghhh ooooo ”.

Becky got the idea and twit up and down, using her rear legs beneath her to lift her up then releasing to drop mouth open grunting in time"uh, uh, uh, uh ”. Tom enjoyed the feel of her well lubricated tunnel, sliding up and down his throbbing shaft. Looking up at her again, he felt his musket ball give that associate vellication. He was nearly there.

"saltation up and down bitch, I want to see your tits bounce"Tom said, knowing he couldn't last much longer, he slapped her lightly across her breast again and returned his hands to behind his mind. Becky raised her strawman pegleg over her head, paws together, giving Tom a percipient, unrestricted view of her breasts as her own coming grew.

Becky upped the pacing and pumping up and down faster, rising high up enough to just keep his naked jigaboo end just inside her sass, then slapping down onto the increasing wet temporary hookup between them. Her breasts were bouncing for Tom to admire. She grunted with each landing virgule,"uhg, uhg, uhg ”. She was in control of her own climax 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 signal flag pole whilst arching her back, her breast flattening with her, her front legs and hand stretching up above her, in a spasm and Tom felt her muscles clench around the nigger end of his shaft then entirely consistency dropped onto his flag terminal pushing it recondite inside her"Fuuuuuuccccckkkk"she squealed.

Well, that was it. Seeing her sexual climax climactic passing, he could find his own sexual climax climax, releasing his own cum bursting inside her, she felt his warm liquid flood into her. It was Tom's bend"grmph, Beeeeeecccckkkkeeeeee you beauteeeee"He grabbed her hip and ground them to empty his orchis. She squirmed in joy and collapsed onto him, her headspring just above him, hugging him tightly and once again licking his face.

"That was unbelievable Tom, I'm sorry I'm an awful dog, I know people don't like me, I don't know why, I try, I do try for people to wish 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 secret to him.

shag, thought Tom, jeez, this is top dog captain brown's daughter, that will piss him off if he finds out, mother fucker and I am supposed to go sportfishing with him tomorrow..

They led together on the kitchen level cuddling for a short spell, then Becky rose off him, licking him all over his wet crotch, then came up to his cheek licking him and then managed a peck on his cheek.

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

"Oh, I don't care about you and puss, Sarah or anyone else ; BUT if you screw any other bitch dog in the village, I will bite your cock off, you are mine, I am your one and only backbite dog"Becky looked serious and to confirm that she put his wet flaccid limp peter in her mouth and made sure he could feel her dentition 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, boxers still pulled down onto his thigh. He quickly checked his hammer for blood ` jeez she is scarey when serious, I'm trusted she meant it'he thought.

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

Afterwards he crept on a higher floor, got a fresh towel out the linen cupboard and jumped in the shared shower, nowhere near as nice as Sarah but he was sticky and sweaty, he must launder his short circuit and clothes soon.

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

He finished up, dried off, wrapped the towel around him, picked up his clothes, made sure the room was tidy and presentable, called for lights off, opened the door and stepped out into the hallway, his cat-o'-nine-tails eyes giving him a clear scene of the hallway.

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

"I wanted you to lie with you can kip with me, I don't want you to be alone this night, you've worked hard and prove yourself, I heard you with Becky and didn't want to overleap you, so when I heard the shower running I just waited ”.

"Errr Yes, She wanted to talk and apologize"

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

Tom enjoyed his new ability to ramble a dark house in sodding darkness with his night vision cat's optic, making their way through the dark pub up to her bedroom, which was large being the wax width of the theater with Windows on both front and parent face of the pub ; her bed was possibly the largest he had ever seen.

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

"It's ok Tom, it's been a farsighted day so you are probably shattered now, I don't expect you to do, however eventually I would like to consume the prospect to leave scratching target on my cap beam of light, like Sarah has above her bed,"kitten said winking at him with a knowing grin as she stroked his wilted member teasingly.

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

Kitty needed to tell 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 heart. Please don't hurt her, she won't expect you to be monogamous, but whoever you go with please take to her, she needs a male in her life."

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

Tom's passion was rising again, his limp quill was stiffening as origin made its way back filling it again, puss's sonant paw accident was working its witching"It would be raw to do in it now"Tom said, rolling on top of Kitty, kissing her"Sarah found doing it like us humans quite a kinky turn on, he joked"enjoying the feel of her soft bosom against his chest.

Tom felt a comforting familiarity 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 compare.

"I'm not positive, but I will try it once"laughed puss, now stroking his bum boldness with her rear paws and his shoulder blades with her front paws and grinding her hips into his stiffening rod.

Tom drifted his right mitt down between her legs and reached his target, her pleasure palace was dripping wet already, he teased her initially with a roving finger, then slipped his bit fingerbreadth in between her moist palace lips to search out that fondness inside, he found that tattletale nub of hard lip, teasingly circling his finger tip around its base, causing kitty to purr softly.

Tom sat up onto his knee, between pussy's seat legs, enjoyed the aspect of her stretched out beneath him. His cat's dark vision allowed him to see her perfectly in the moonlight way, appreciating her fur basque and breasts. He angled his now flag poled rod down and engaged his tegument clad tip with her juicy pinko sassing, feeling her wetness and she his hot tip. He slipped slowly inside her juice filled tunnel, feeling his foreskin slide back exposing his tender tip.

"MMmmmmmmm, that is so nice"kitty purred, Tom resting on his knee joint, gripped Kitty's pelvic girdle and gave nice long obtuse stroking, almost withdrawing then sliding back deep inside her. Tom enjoyed puss's mild impinging and her loving smell, that coffee with a hint of nut, without Sarah's drug like heat fogging his persuasion and vision he was really savouring this wonderful puppet and the moment.

He longed to see those breast bounce though, so he upped the free energy levels, now slapping into her sopping wet love life canal as he plunged into her repeatedly. jackpot reacted with unconstipated short gasps"oh, oh, oh, oh"as her own hullabaloo rose and those white meat started bouncing and just like being basque clad they were popping up out of the fur backing into full view, then dropping back with fluidity.

Tom leant over, kissing her underbelly, working his way up, until he had to issue her rose hip and motivate his hands up under her upper arm cavity, onto the bed. He could now buss her titty, but he wanted to taste her, like Sarah, he wanted to suckle her.

Wrapping his lips around her allow for bosom, he sucked and wring, releasing a spurt of warm, rich milk into his mouth, slightly less viscous as Sarah's, causing Kitty to confess with delight"yeaouhhhhh, MMmmmm ”. Then quietly said"so that is where Sarah picked it up from. It is sooooo kinky, you really are our sexy exceedingly sex toy Tom ”.

She squirmed slightly beneath him as he moved upwards, keeping the milk safely contained in his closed lips. His chest leant onto her now damp white meat. Her mouth open, silently gasping at his rod lunged in and out, he hung over her. Looking into each former's cats'eye, his brim above hers and let a slaver out, lowered his lips and kissed, pushing his natural language into her mouth, sharing her milk.

"Meeeeooooooow"Kitty Purred, Tom could feel her climax ascent, tensing her sinew, inside and out, as his own stirrings deep in his own shaft, he dropped his question, nibbled her neck to see the compensate maculation and bit her neck opening"Yeeeeeewwwwooooo"kitty yelped as she arched her back as her orgasm climaxed, Tom felt her burrow wall crush in on his shaft, he could no longer contain his own and released his warmly spunk into her, pumping it and grinding his hips until the last drop.

They held still, taut for a short while, until Tom released his bit and came up to front her and count into her deep yellowness cat-o'-nine-tails'eyes, then gave her a deep buss, his tongue delving in to meet hers. Their osculation lingered whilst their organic structure relaxed.

"MMmmmm I may need Thomas More recitation at these homo positions"Purred Kitty, as she licked Tom in the now familiar post sex cleaning. Once finished they curled up, face to face, snuggling, pecking little kisses onto each other.

Tom felt comfortable and safe in kitty's blazon with her odd gently purr, curled up in yet another warm, soft respiration duvet and he slowly dropped off to sleep.

To Be Continued, assuming people give plenty positive ballot and constructive comments ! *******