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It excited Tom at long last to be out and about exploring this new Earth at yearn terminal. Although he had promised Kitty to assist at the pub with her human Edgar Guest tonight. He was right about the pub's location, as they arrived at the large thatched roof house overlooking the beach and low paries running around a small breast lawn. A modest star sign read"pussycat's pub and B & B"on the gate that gave entree to the pub.

Initially they ignored the lounge and bar expanse. They climbed the stairs up to the second floor, high in the roof. At the top of the stairs, puss showed him a cupboard room with a bed for him to use as"his"sleeping accommodation, but really just for somewhere to stow his knapsack and to keep up coming into court. Pointing out that behind the future room access was Kitty's bedroom.

The first story had a shared exhibitioner and toilet, and the Guest ensuite rooms, which had wardrobes for guests. They got linen and made the beds with existent duvets and pillows.

spinal column down on the ground trading floor, in the kitchen, he received a blackened"Kitty's Pub"forestage and introduced to Brenda the chef, an older cat, who wore a smock and apron. Brenda was courteous, looked quizzically at jackpot, who quickly explained their account of Tom just looking for summer work and walking the coast after losing his job.

Kitty showed him the bar and lounge country, although he couldn't see anything like a till anywhere. Neither of the two areas was that large, both would be ` busy'with twenty people in them and rammed with XXX occupant. These could be in any pub anywhere in Britain, in either humans. Low ceilings, nighttime shaft of light overhead with an loose fervidness in both.

kitty-cat said out loud to no one in particular,"Kitty's pub,"surprising Tom.

Tom then heard from a speaker unit that couldn't see"serious afternoon pussy,"replied the pub.

"Add new person to point 1 admittance, 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 voice statement to turn Inner Light on & off, whorl doors and in an emergency set off ardour alarms. You just need to state lights on / off, lock / unlock door and the pub will react"said pot, shrugging off his baffle look.

She showed him what the various boozing were and what would be expected of him, which was basically what Sarah's job was. It was all very familiar and lots like his former bar oeuvre, except that the clientele would be human sized bozo and dogs, plus some captain dogs who where to receive waiter serviced, as they all sit at a expectant tabular array in the bay window of the bar, each on their own fanny and had their own individual mugs–which Tom had to learn. The few early tables were small, using stools rather than chairperson, the bar being surrounded with evacuate, elbow high shelves for business to prop their beer on, all to celebrate space uncommitted in the diminished bar area.

solid food was to be collected from the kitchen crosshatch and dirty dish, vacuous beer meth returned to the same crosshatch. The new dog will take away them to keep the hatch vindicated. Kitty warned him about the new dog Becky, who was the daughter of the top dog Captain brown. He had asked pot to employ Becky as a personal favour, as they knew she was spoilt, arrogant and hopefully a summer job would bring her Down to earth, before she goes to university at the end of the summer.

There was a lot of to remember and etiquette to abide by, but above all he was NOT to maltreat on any tails. He learnt the bill of fare's, which were very closely to his home opposite number, some tailored for kat, some for detent and some for humans, but all could appeal to anyone should they wish.

Gradually, as the afternoon wore on, locals drifted in for their afternoon draught, so Tom's story was repeated multiple clock time. Some were captain, and Tom managed to get the right drinks and mugs to the rightfield chieftain. It shocked Tom when a few local wiener pinched his bum, in what was obviously some rumbustious tomfoolery.

Tom noticed his sense of tone was obviously a little more pronounced now, with each person having their own unique smell and he could count how many were present by just the number of private olfactory property, although previously back"home"all he would throw smelt was wet dog.

These nano-bots and DNA were working there magic trick, Tom wondered what early ` mightiness'he could accrue and which single would he want, certainly not a wagging can, fur or pointy ears. He did like the fillip of cat's night vision and was hoping to put it to just use.

Becky arrived in the kitchen and they were introduced, Tom took an instant dislike to her, she was aloof, even to Kitty. She wouldn't make eye contact or even change state to agitate his mitt. He thought she looked like a spaniel, but like all the Canis familiaris in this humans, her snout was shorter than blackguard back home.

Tom finally realised that both quat and frank here in this globe had short fur, no shaggy gangly bits. With Becky being more trimmed than others in spot, almost manicured. He also noticed that unlike kat, the hound didn't seem to be able to control their tails as they seemed to swish uncontrollably without any warning.

The human folk arrived comprising a couple with their two nipper, one young lad and a top heavy twenty dollar bill something girl with blond fuzz. So Tom introduced himself ; they had walked miles along the seacoast and were keen to explain that they only booked here as everywhere else was fully booked.

He took them to their way, carrying the mother's and daughter's knapsack, and showed them the ensuite. They weren't either happy or unhappy with the shared rooms, mother and daughter in one with founder and son in the other–as the pub was too pocket-sized for fellowship way and the son too young for his own. The mother disapproved of Tom's bushy appearance, commenting that he was obviously spending too much clip 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 fingers through his beard saying"I don't mind, I like the tough look ”, before she blushed and turned her dorsum as her female parent returned.

He left them to screen them-selves out and checked in with pussy, then rushed back to the shower with a towel and some borrowed scissor hold to wash, sweep up, and tidy his face fungus and hair. To be clean to the female parent, he was looking a little bedraggled.

rear down in the bar top dog Captain brownness was in, everyone was listening to anything he said. Tom laid out one board in the lounge for the human, with carte du jour, methamphetamine hydrochloride and cutting tool ; as he finished, he turned to get hold the Top Dog stood behind him.

"So you're Tom ?"he said, holding his hired hand out"Kitty told me your fib, you'll be fishing with me in the morn, puss thinks you will be finished with the humans breakfast by 9:30, so do down to the beach by 10 and we'll be off."

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

"Nice to meet you Captain brownness, I think I will enjoy that, although I'm sorry I may not be a very good fisherman, but I will try,"said Tom, scared one-half to death, hoping he could wrestle out of it.

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

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

The evening seemed to fly by ; the human being category came down, ordered their solid food and drinks, with Locals also ordering drinkable and food, including waiting on the captain's tabular array or clarification tables, so Tom was rushing around.

Although every metre he returned to the hatch it was wide, Becky wasn't clearing them, getting Tom very frustrated. Meaning he had to recruit the kitchen, each sentence he asked Becky to clear the hatching but without any result. He finally lost it when he had to enter the kitchen fully laden to find Becky leaning over a heel counter, scrolling through what looked like a fashion magazine.

"Becky ! for bed's sake, I am working my ass off here, Brenda is too, it's a madhouse out there, kitty-cat is working flat 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 acceptation, he just didn't know what to do, but with the ambiance being boisterous out there, he imagined he could get away with more with dog than he could with scholar at his old pupil bar.

Tom placed his freight down in the last space on a countertop and walked up behind Becky, fuming. Before he knew it he slapped her difficult across the stern and pulled her prat at the root, she turned with her lips in a snarl, but Tom was already stood above her looking down and sternly said"Becky do your JOB, assoil that hatch and laundry up, Brenda needs space to work."Then he turned and stormed out with the adjacent tray of food.

Soon Kitty indicated she had another tray of beer for the captain's board. Picking up the tray full of beer from the bar he then worked his way across this rumbustious room, he could be in a busy pub anywhere in either world, he was used to this.

This special trip across the bar was harder than most, as convention he wound his way around wet mathematical group of young dogs and bitches, stepping over tails as he went but this time tails just seemed to come out of nowhere, forcing him to fend on the same spot, juggling on one substructure. As soon as he went to take aim a footmark, to set his second foot down tails would just flick 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 temper of the room and its resident, swallowed and said in his loudest voice"okay bozo you've had your fun, good antic, you win, but unless these tails stop wagging under my feet your beer is going to be warm and your food cold."

There was a slight intermission, with everyone's eyes turned onto him, then the intact room explosion into laughter and cheers. All the tails withdrew and the senior pilot 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 most, well done lad."

As he returned with the hollow glasses, the clientele showed approving with thumbs up, slaps on his back, laughing nods and the odd pinch on his bum. He was even more pleased to come up an empty-bellied hachure. Peering through he saw Becky working hard away, Brenda turned and smiled at him approvingly as he deposited the spyglass. For the rest of the night, the hachure remained clear.

The human being syndicate in the lounge had finished their meal and were going outside, but the girl didn't want to go. She remained at the table with her drinking, trying to bewitch Tom's eye, whilst he tried to avoid hers as he cleared their table.

He noticed Becky behind the bar, reaching up restocking the ledge with clean ice. He went up to her, put and arm around her and gave her a mountain on the cheek, to make indemnity for slapping her so heavily earlier,"well done, thanks for keeping the hatch sack Beck's it was so much light thanks."As he dropped his hired man from her waist to walk away, he pinched her bum playfully and left.

The even wore on and slowly the patronage 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 hard and Becky needed a talking to, but I can't risk upsetting chieftain Brown myself,"she smiled and left. kitty-cat was tidying up the bar orbit, then asked if he could put chairman on tabular array to brush up, whilst she walked the old cat back up the prospicient hill home.

Tom did as asked, then worked his way through the pub calling"light 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 light brightness level and could see Becky there, flicking through her magazine.

"Hi, I thought you had gone,"he said walking up to her, not for sure how to judge 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 endeavor to sound sexy.

As he was now within a footfall from her, she stood up direct and reached for his waist with her front legs, as soon as her paw were in contact, he felt claws dig into his cutis through his shorts and she pulled him in close 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 particular kick dog.

"Nope, I'm eighteen and I want you to have a go at it me,"she responded, her hand undoing his belt"no one has ever taken control of me, differentiate me you want me, separate me you need me, take me roughly"She then licked his face. The one job with dogs having a snout, even brusk ace, kisses either don't work easily or track just prefer to lick.

Tom paused, not sure what to do. None of his intimate experience prepared him for"approximative sex ”, but he still disliked this bitch and that made it easier. Her little tit 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 decisiveness for him.

Her powder magazine would make an excellent cock to slap her with, but when Tom looked for it, it had gone. The kickoff matter he could imagine of was"Suck my cock bitch"he said into her ear, slapping his one script on her rump.

She dropped her principal story with his private parts and her paws only just loosened his whack and undid the waistline button. She ignored the zip, yanked his shorts down to above his knees. She pulled his boxers down just enough to discharge his now half grown extremity that was quickly filling. At get-go she was bunglesome, half licking, one-half biting as her front canine tooth pairs nearly pierced him, Tom realised this maybe her first coke job.

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

She obliged,"Sorry, I am not experienced, is this serious ?"as she changed her technique, her canine fang dentition straddled his putz, making a specialize sharp gate way into her mouth. Tom worried for his throbbing enlarging shaft"No teeth I said, you must listen to book of instructions"

She pulled back clear of his now blotto rod"Sorry, you are so big, you will need to penalize me for being a bad bitch ”. She pulled forward but modified her stead, so he was no longer head on, with his rod to the slope of her mouth, this was a good deal good. She tried to suck but couldn't quite get it right, but his shaft continued growing and throbbing.

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

Even through his foreskin his tip felt the roughness 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 back talk, then plunged back in to get her gagging again. He was now fully heavily and enjoying the look of great power as she behaved subservient. He got into a bicycle of pumping her pass whilst he thought on his side by side move ; her spit was drooling all over his crotch and onto the floor.

"Get on all fours, turn around and demonstrate your croupe to me"Tom commanded"I want to see your juicy kick puss ”. She obliged, her front man legs ranch eagle on the story, her rear raised in the air, tail twitching vertical.

He could see her bottom exposing two targets for him, one small dry star like crater and below her garden pink lipped flower petal slit dripping wet, leaking onto her buns fur, one function of him just wanted to drive his prick in but he also wanted to puff this out longer, enjoying it more than he would have thought. He grabbed the home of her tail with his allow for hand and with his right hand swung a arduous slap across her can, she shook with impact twisting sideways and gasped"stop still, you are to be punished"Tom tried to sound commanding, finding that this was a swell turn on and he was enjoying it maybe a little more than than he should.

He pulled her back into position using her tail, holding it hard at the base. He slapped her again, just as hard, with the flat of his helping hand ; she only twitched this time but still made a scant gasp"Umph ”. To tease her, he stroked her one cheek softly with his costless hand, letting his thumb stroke the moistness well trimmed fur close to her wet drooling garden pink petal slit.

A ripple of joy ran through her, quick as a wink he slapped her fundament again, then softly ruffled her rump fur, thumb stroking the wet fur next to her dripping prick, running it up to her dry crater above, where he lingered teasing the rim.

"Mmmm Tom knows best, I've been bad and want my punishment"Becky gasped in her pattern voice, no longer trying to sound aphrodisiacal. ‘ smack'Tom hit her again, Tom alternated between teasing her dry rimmed crater above and her wet dripping pink lipped slit below and slapping her grueling, with the odd double smack or just removing his hand from her tush to give softly to razz her.

Tom now was so bring up he was salivating at her wet tail, dying to get inside. She was quivering at her own arousal - he wanted in. On the future slap, as his mitt returned to softly badger her glistening knock lips, this time he slipped a finger 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 behind so he was on her left side, to take in ameliorate control as he probed her with his mightily forefinger, once in, he added a arcsecond, which was much blotto"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 tush, to slide both back in. She shook with joy and prediction, not knowing what to await next.

He pulled his finger's breadth free, using the flat tire of his finger wiped the juice soaked trimmed fur under her wet love duct up to her little dry crater above, repeatedly to wet and lubricate it, patting it lightly to tease, she tensed and relaxed her piddling crater's muscle, not knowing what was going to bechance or when.

He patted her dripping garden pink lipped love canal and slipped in his secondment finger and with his quarter round pressed on her now wet little behind crater, she tensed"relax Becks or it will hurt more, unstrain, you are to be a expert bitch now, I want to pleasure you ”.

She shivered, almost melting with pleasance at his words. She relaxed and her butt crater opened. Tom give insistency to his ovolo, and it tried to accede, he had to loosen it around and squeeze hard but finally it entered fully, Becky tensed again, he pushed his thumb further in, as she let out a foresighted exhaling gasp"OOooooooo ”.

He hooked his center fingerbreadth into her wet pink love canal, keeping his pollex inside her volcanic crater's cave above it ; it wasn't sluttish as her she was tight and pushing back. So he released it to take heed Becky yelp"yooow ”, but drove his two finger in and out her dripping pink duct with groovy 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 digit, he felt her pink love canalize tighten on them and take them in arduous and mystifying, then vibrated them position to side, from his wrist, as her altogether torso went taught in a few cramp of delight"Yeeeeeeessss fuuuuuccckkk"She squealed, held her muscularity taut and then relaxed.

Tom turned rotating on his knees to face her rear, lifted her up onto his lap by her tooshie, angle forward and licked her pink lipped sleep with canal ; she tasted bitter sweetly, different to Sarah or pussycat, but now soaking wet with her succus and cum.

He delved his knife in between her ping lips easily, hunting with its tip not being sure of dog anatomy ; he soon found a dither of intemperate cutis causing Becky to hold an"ohhhhmmmm"pant and a shiver when he licked it, teasing it repeatedly with his tongue for a minute or two.

Tom then raised up on his knees, pressed his rigid ram rod against her wet garden pink love canalise lips and drove it in deep, she squealed"yeeeeooooowww ”, she was so soused on his shaft his prepuce pulled back sharply even with all the lubrication inside her.

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

Tom leant over her backbone, moving his hands forwards to rest on the story either side of her, searched her neck and gathered up some neck opening skin in his teeth. She knew what was coming"yes, yes, yes, Tom, that is so overnice, I'm coming again, delight"Becky begged, so Tom bit hard and she spasmed again, tensing around his ram rod recondite inside her, she squealed"yeeeeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhssss"and tensed her body.

Tom held on until she relaxed, then released his bite, drew in a deep hint and came up back onto his knees again, withdrawing out of her, his phallus dripping with her cum. She collapsed on the floor with a grunt"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 antipathy for Becky was now fading and now feeling a picayune empathy.

He rolled onto his book binding on the flooring alongside her, brass up, his dick reaching for the cap"raise on top, sit on my throbbing putz you worm, you have had your punishment, you have had your pleasure, now it is my turn"Tom commanded.

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

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

Becky sat up and straddled Tom's waist, her paw guided his prick to its fair game. He felt the wetness of her lips on his naked tip. She was lowering herself down slowly, but Tom couldn't resist an extra kink. He grabbed her waist 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 study her close up, he just hadn't notice before, her thin shank, the way her fur was trimmed, she had adorable knocker, modest but perfectly rounded, with nice lowly nipples that were hard. She was sitting in her own wet patch on Tom's rose hip, he could smell her sex, it filled the way, but she wasn't moving.

Tom slapped his digit of one hand across both her tit"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 hired hand to dig her hips and mash their coxa together, the wet patch between them felt squeamish and sticky.

Slowly Becky came back into the swing of things, taking over the grinding piece of work, so much so he released his grip on her hips and once Sir Thomas More tucked his work force behind his brain, looking up at her relaxed, enjoying watching her eubstance impaled on his ray, grinding her genitalia to his, with her breasts moving sweetly, Tom could see she from her grin and her chemical reaction she had become aroused again.

"Bounce up and down on my dick, I need pleasuring"said Tom, as he raised his pelvic arch up lifting her and dropped back to the level, so suddenly leaving her mid air momentarily, connected only by his flagpole, then she dropped, landing with a huge slap. Becky gasped in shock,"Arrrrggghhh ooooo ”.

Becky got the estimation and taunt up and down, using her rear leg beneath her to lift her up then releasing to set down mouth open grunting in fourth dimension"uh, uh, uh, uh ”. Tom enjoyed the feel of her well greased tunnel, sliding up and down his throb irradiation. Looking up at her again, he felt his balls give that fellow twitch. He was nearly there.

"bounciness up and down beef, I want to see your tits bounce"Tom said, knowing he couldn't last much longer, he slapped her lightly across her breasts again and returned his hands to behind his head. Becky raised her front legs over her head, paws together, giving Tom a clear, unexclusive purview of her breasts as her own orgasm grew.

Becky upped the pace 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 temporary hookup between them. Her titty were bouncing for Tom to admire. She grunted with each landing stroke,"uhg, uhg, uhg ”. She was in restraint 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 flag rod whilst arching her back, her breast flattening with her, her front line legs and hand stretching up above her, in a spasm and Tom felt her muscles clench around the spade end of his shaft then whole body dropped onto his sword lily pole pushing it oceanic abyss inside her"Fuuuuuuccccckkkk"she squealed.

wellspring, that was it. Seeing her orgasms climactic dismission, he could sense his own orgasm climax, releasing his own cum bursting inside her, she felt his quick liquid flood into her. It was Tom's reverse"grmph, Beeeeeecccckkkkeeeeee you beauteeeee"He grabbed her pelvic arch and base them to empty his globe. She squirmed in pleasure and collapsed onto him, her pass just above him, hugging him tightly and once again licking his face.

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

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

They led together on the kitchen level cuddling for a forgetful while, then Becky rose off him, licking him all over his wet genitalia, then came up to his face licking him and then managed a tidy sum on his cheek.

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

"Oh, I don't aid about you and Kitty, 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 grouse dog"Becky looked severe and to substantiate that she put his wet flaccid hobble dick in her mouth and made sure he could feel her teeth and gave it a nip and twist.

She got up and left the kitchen, leaving Tom atomic number 82 there on the floor in a wet patch, shorts still pulled down onto his thigh. He quickly checked his cock for blood ` jeez she is scary when good, I'm for sure she meant it'he thought.

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

Afterwards he crept upstairs, got a impudent towel out the linen cupboard and jumped in the shared shower bath, nowhere near as gracious as Sarah but he was unenviable and sweaty, he must launder his shorts and apparel soon.

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

He finished up, dried off, wrapped the towel around him, picked up his dress, made sure the way was tidy up and presentable, called for light source off, opened the door and stepped out into the hallway, his cats eyes giving him a clear position of the hallway.

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

"I wanted you to know you can log Z's with me, I don't want you to be alone this night, you've worked hard and proven yourself, I heard you with Becky and didn't want to miss you, so when I heard the shower bath running I just waited ”.

"Errr Yes, She wanted to talk and apologise"

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

Tom enjoyed his new ability to wander a dark firm in over duskiness with his Night vision cat's eyes, making their way through the dark pub up to her sleeping room, which was prominent being the full width of the house with windows on both front end and bring up expression of the pub ; her bed was possibly the tumid he had ever seen.

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

"It's ok Tom, it's been a long day so you are probably shattered now, I don't expect you to execute, however eventually I would like to have the fortune to get out scratch marks on my roof beams, like Sarah has above her bed,"jackpot said winking at him with a knowing smiling as she stroked his gimp penis teasingly.

"Mmmm thanks, although just for you I am sure as shooting I could witness some Energy Department somewhere. I am beaming you are ok about me now, I have really enjoyed today in every way and you look rattling"Tom responded.

Kitty needed to secernate 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 coming back to her, she needs a male in her life."

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

Tom's passion was rising again, his limp shaft was stiffening as blood made its way back filling it again, Kitty's soft paw stroke was working its magic"It would be primitive to desolate it now"Tom said, rolling on top of pot, kissing her"Sarah found doing it like us humans quite a kinky routine on, he joked"enjoying the feel of her voiced breasts against his chest.

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

"I'm not positive, but I will try it once"laughed jackpot, now stroking his bum cheeks with her rear end hand and his shoulder blades with her front manus and grinding her coxa into his stiffening rod.

Tom drifted his right mitt down between her legs and reached his object, her pleasure palace was dripping wet already, he teased her initially with a wandering finger's breadth, then slipped his second finger in between her moist palace lips to explore out that warmth inside, he found that talebearer nub of severely lip, teasingly circling his finger tip around its home, causing pot to purr softly.

Tom sat up onto his genu, between kitty-cat's rear legs, enjoyed the view of her stretched out beneath him. His cat's night vision allowed him to see her perfectly in the moonlight elbow room, appreciating her fur basque and tit. He angled his now flag poled rod down and engaged his skin clad tip with her juicy pink lips, feeling her wetness and she his hot tip. He slipped slowly inside her succus filled tunnel, feeling his foreskin glide back exposing his tender tip.

"MMmmmmmmm, that is so nice"pussycat purred, Tom resting on his knee joint, gripped Kitty's pelvic arch and gave nice long slow strokes, almost withdrawing then sliding back deep inside her. Tom enjoyed pool's soft inter-group communication and her loving aroma, that umber with a hint of nut, without Sarah's drug like heat fogging his thought process and vision he was really savouring this wondrous creature and the moment.

He longed to see those knocker bounce though, so he upped the zip story, now slapping into her sopping wet love canal as he plunged into her repeatedly. pool reacted with regular small pant"oh, oh, oh, oh"as her own upheaval rose and those breasts started bouncing and just like being basque clad they were popping up out of the fur support into full aspect, then dropping back with fluidity.

Tom leant over, kissing her underbelly, working his way up, until he had to eject her hips and move his hands up under her upper arm pits, onto the bed. He could now kiss her breasts, but he wanted to taste her, like Sarah, he wanted to lactate her.

Wrapping his lips around her left breast, he sucked and credit crunch, releasing a squirt of strong, robust Milk into his oral fissure, slightly less gluey as Sarah's, causing kitten to fink with pleasance"yeaouhhhhh, MMmmmm ”. Then quietly said"so that is where Sarah picked it up from. It is sooooo kinky, you really are our aphrodisiacal super sex toy Tom ”.

She squirmed slightly beneath him as he moved upwards, keeping the milk safely contained in his closed rim. His chest leant onto her now damp bosom. Her mouth capable, 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 dribble out, lowered his lips and kissed, pushing his tongue into her mouth, sharing her Milk River.

"Meeeeooooooow"Kitty Purred, Tom could sense her culmination rebellion, tensing her sinew, inside and out, as his own stirrings deep in his own shaft, he dropped his oral sex, nibbled her neck to find the right speckle and bit her neck"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 curb his own and released his warm mettle into her, pumping it and grinding his hips until the close drop.

They held still, taut for a brusque while, until Tom released his morsel and came up to face her and front into her late yellow cats'eyes, then gave her a deep kiss, his lingua delving in to meet hers. Their kiss lingered whilst their torso relaxed.

"MMmmmm I may need more drill at these human positions"Purred Kitty, as she licked Tom in the now associate post sex cleanup. Once finished they curled up, grimace to face, snuggling, pecking little kisses onto each other.

Tom felt prosperous and good in kitty's arms with her odd gently purr, curled up in yet another warm, soft breathing continental quilt and he slowly dropped off to sleep.

To Be Continued, assuming people give sufficiency positive suffrage and constructive comments ! *******