Dear lector, hopefully you will savour my story, it will help if you have read the premature episodes. If you like this, then please read my others.

Please read this chapter after reading the previous chapters.

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It excited Tom at long last to be out and about exploring this new world at long terminal. Although he had promised Kitty to aid at the pub with her human guests tonight. He was right about the pub's location, as they arrived at the large thatched ceiling house overlooking the beach and low wall running around a minuscule front lawn. A small mark read"Kitty's pub and B & B"on the gate that gave entranceway to the pub.

Initially they ignored the waiting area and bar area. They climbed the step up to the second floor, richly in the roof. At the top of the stairs, Kitty showed him a closet room with a bed for him to use as"his"bedroom, but really just for somewhere to stow his rucksack and to keep up appearing. Pointing out that behind the next doorway was Kitty's bedroom.

The first base had a shared cascade and lav, and the Edgar Albert Guest ensuite rooms, which had wardrobes for invitee. They got linen and made the seam with actual continental quilt and pillows.

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

Kitty showed him the bar and couch areas, although he couldn't see anything like a boulder clay anywhere. Neither of the two areas was that great, both would be ` busy'with xx people in them and rammed with thirty occupier. These could be in any pub anywhere in U.K., in either world. Low ceiling, iniquity ray overhead with an unfold attack in both.

Kitty said aloud to no one in fussy,"puss's pub,"surprising Tom.

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

"Add new individual to even out 1 access, epithet 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 bid to turn lights on & off, ignition lock doorway and in an emergency brake set off fire alarms. You just want to state luminousness on / off, ignition lock / unlock door and the pub will oppose"said Kitty, shrugging off his puzzled look.

She showed him what the various drinks were and what would be expected of him, which was basically what Sarah's job was. It was all very familiar and much like his previous bar work, except that the clientele would be human being sized cats and dogs, plus some captain andiron who where to incur server serviced, as they all sit at a large table in the bay windowpane of the bar, each on their own seats and had their own person mugs–which Tom had to learn. The few other mesa were small, using ordure rather than chairs, the bar being surrounded with empty, elbow high shelf for patronage to prop their beer on, all to go on space uncommitted in the diminished bar area.

food was to be collected from the kitchen crosshatch and dirty smasher, hollow beer glasses returned to the same hatch. The new dog will contract them to retain the hatch net. puss warned him about the new dog Becky, who was the girl of the top dog senior pilot Brown University. He had asked jackpot to employ Becky as a personal favour, as they knew she was spoilt, arrogant and hopefully a summer job would convey her down to earthly concern, before she goes to university at the end of the summer.

There was a lot of to remember and etiquette to follow, but above all he was NOT to step on any tails. He learnt the menu's, which were very finale to his home counterparts, some tailored for African tea, some for dogs and some for humans, but all could appeal to anyone should they wish.

Gradually, as the good afternoon wore on, topical anaesthetic drifted in for their afternoon tipple, so Tom's story was repeated multiple times. Some were police chief, and Tom managed to get the right boozing and mug to the right captain. It shocked Tom when a few local weenie pinched his bum, in what was obviously some boisterous tomfoolery.

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

These nano-bots and DNA were working there trick, Tom wondered what other ` powers'he could accrue and which ace would he want, certainly not a wagging tail, fur or pointy ears. He did like the bonus of cat's dark imagination and was hoping to put it to goodness use.

Becky arrived in the kitchen and they were introduced, Tom took an instant dislike to her, she was aloof, even to puss. She wouldn't make eye contact or even change state to judder his hand. He thought she looked like a spaniel, but like all the firedog in this world, her neb was shorter than dogs back home.

Tom finally realised that both CAT and dogs here in this world had short fur, no shaggy gangly bits. With Becky being more trimmed than others in places, almost manicured. He also noticed that unlike cat-o'-nine-tails, the dogs didn't seem to be able to ensure their tails as they seemed to swoosh uncontrollably without any warning.

The human house arrived comprising a span with their two children, one Edward Young lad and a top overweight XX something daughter with blonde hair. So Tom introduced himself ; they had walked mile along the coast and were keen to explicate that they only booked here as everywhere else was fully booked.

He took them to their rooms, carrying the mother's and daughter's haversack, and showed them the ensuite. They weren't either happy or unhappy with the shared rooms, mother and girl in one with Fatherhood and son in the other–as the pub was too small-scale for mob elbow room and the son too young for his own. The mother disapproved of Tom's shaggy appearance, commenting that he was obviously spending too much metre with pawl.

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

He left them to sort them-selves out and checked in with Kitty, then rushed back to the shower with a towel and some borrowed scissor grip to launder, brush up, and tidy his beard and hair's-breadth. To be fair to the mother, he was looking a little bedraggled.

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

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

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

"Nice to fulfill you chieftain Brown, I think I will love that, although I'm sorry I may not be a very safe fisherman, but I will try,"said Tom, scared half to death, hoping he could squirm out of it.

"To be a Fisherdog takes old age of experience and hard body of work, so I am not expecting much, don't worry we are only pulling up some crab passel, 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 thumbs up, looking as nervous as he felt.

The evening seemed to fly by ; the human kinsperson came down, ordered their solid food and boozing, with Locals also ordering drinks and food for thought, including waiting on the sea captain's table or clarification table, so Tom was rushing around.

Although every meter he returned to the hatching it was full, Becky wasn't clearing them, getting Tom very frustrated. Meaning he had to go in the kitchen, each sentence he asked Becky to clear the hatch but without any outcome. He finally lost it when he had to enter the kitchen fully laden to find Becky propensity over a counter, scrolling through what looked like a style magazine.

"Becky ! for fuck's sake, I am working my ass off here, Brenda is too, it's a funny farm out there, kitty-cat is working unconditional 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 standard atmosphere being boisterous out there, he imagined he could get away with more with dogs than he could with students at his old scholar bar.

Tom placed his load down in the last space on a countertop and walked up behind Becky, fuming. Before he knew it he slapped her laborious across the bum and pulled her tail at the base, she turned with her rim in a snarl, but Tom was already tolerate above her looking down and sternly said"Becky do your JOB, net that hachure and washables up, Brenda needs space to work."Then he turned and stormed out with the next tray of food.

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

This particular trip across the bar was backbreaking than most, as normal he wound his way around tight radical of unseasoned bounder and kick, stepping over seat as he went but this time tails just seemed to make out out of nowhere, forcing him to stand on the like spot, juggling on one foundation. As soon as he went to take a step, to place his second foot down tails would just flicker 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 mode of the room and its occupants, swallowed and said in his flash phonation"O.K. guy rope you've had your fun, good trick, you win, but unless these rear stop wagging under my ft your beer is going to be warm and your food cold."

There was a slight interruption, with everyone's eyes turned onto him, then the entire room burst into laughter and sunshine. All the tails withdrew and the master all smiled, Tom sighed, relieved. He safely deposited the beers as master toasted him and smiled appreciatively with one saying,"good game, you lasted tenacious than most, well done lad."

As he returned with the discharge glasses, the clientele showed favourable reception with thumbs up, smacking on his binding, laughing nods and the odd pinch on his bum. He was even more delight to detect an empty hatch. Peering through he saw Becky working hard away, Brenda turned and smiled at him approvingly as he deposited the specs. For the residuum of the night, the hatch remained clear.

The human family in the lounge had finished their repast and were going outside, but the girl didn't need to go. She remained at the table with her drink, trying to grab 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 make amends for slapping her so hard earlier,"well done, thanks for keeping the hatch brighten Beck's it was so much well-heeled thanks."As he dropped his mitt from her waistline to walk away, he pinched her bum playfully and left.

The evening wore on and slowly the clientele diminished ; the sea captain 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 of infection upsetting Captain Brown myself,"she smiled and left. kitty-cat was tidying up the bar expanse, then asked if he could put chairs on tables to tangle up, whilst she walked the old cat back up the long Alfred Hawthorne household.

Tom did as asked, then worked his way through the pub calling"lights off,"but he could still smack just one remaining dog, following the scent he went into the kitchen which was dimly lit by fly killing ultraviolet radiation lights 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 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 inadequate attempt to sound sexy.

As he was now within a step from her, she stood up heterosexual person and reached for his waistline with her forepart stage, as soon as her mitt were in impinging, he felt pincer dig into his peel 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 be intimate me."she said in a whispered fake sexy voice.

"Ahem, 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 be intimate me,"she responded, her paws undoing his belted ammunition"no one has ever taken control condition of me, separate me you want me, tell me you need me, select me roughly"She then licked his nerve. The one problem with dog having a neb, even forgetful ones, kisses either don't study easily or dog just prefer 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 little knocker were pushing against him nicely and being this finale to a female anything he could feel his prick throbbing trying to rise, so that made the decision for him.

Her magazine would make an excellent tool to slap her with, but when Tom looked for it, it had gone. The low gear matter he could think of was"sucking my tool beef"he said into her ear, slapping his one hand on her rump.

She dropped her head tier with his fork and her paws only just loosened his knock and undid the shank button. She ignored the zip, yanked his trunks down to above his knees. She pulled his boxers down just enough to release his now half grown extremity that was quickly filling. At initiatory she was clumsy, half lacing, half biting as her breast canine teeth pairs nearly pierced him, Tom realised this maybe her first blow job.

"Slow down bitch no teeth, pull in me concentrated so I can ram it into your wet snatch"he said, cringing to find out himself say the ` c'word.

She obliged,"Sorry, I am not experienced, is this near ?"as she changed her technique, her canine Fang dentition straddled his cock, making a narrow crisp gate way into her back talk. Tom worried for his throbbing enlarging light beam"No teeth I said, you must listen to educational activity"

She pulled back clear of his now stiff rod"Sorry, you are so big, you will need to penalize me for being a bad beef ”. She pulled forward but modified her position, so he was no foresightful oral sex on, with his rod to the English of her rima oris, this was a lot best. She tried to suck but couldn't quite get it good, but his putz continued growing and throbbing.

At least this was now beginning to finger not too bad a reverse job. He held her capitulum tight at their base and slid her in and out on his pecker, at least there was ample saliva to observe him lube and her backtalk was lovesome. So Tom pulled her promontory in closely to him.

Even through his foreskin his tip felt the roughness of the ceiling of her back talk and then her throat, causing her to gag.

He pulled out, with his skin covered spade end just inside her mouth, then plunged back in to get her gagging again. He was now fully strong and enjoying the feeling of baron 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 portray your rump to me"Tom commanded"I want to see your juicy bitch cunt ”. She obliged, her movement legs facing pages eagle on the floor, her rear raised in the air, tail twitching vertical.

He could see her can exposing two targets for him, one small dry virtuoso like volcanic crater and below her pink lipped petal slit dripping wet, leaking onto her nates fur, one office of him just wanted to drive his dick in but he also wanted to drag this out longsighted, enjoying it more than he would suffer thought. He grabbed the theme of her shadow with his left handwriting and with his in good order hand swung a hard smacking across her tail, she shook with shock twisting sideways and gasped"stay still, you are to be punished"Tom tried to sound commanding, finding that this was a great bit on and he was enjoying it maybe a little Thomas More than he should.

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

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

"Mmmm Tom knows upright, I've been bad and want my penalization"Becky gasped in her rule interpreter, no longer trying to sound aphrodisiacal. ‘ slap'Tom hit her again, Tom alternated between teasing her dry rimmed crater above and her wet dripping pink lipped slit below and slapping her strong, with the odd double smacking or just removing his helping hand from her rear to return softly to tease her.

Tom now was so turn on he was salivating at her wet arse, dying to get inside. She was quivering at her own arousal - he wanted in. On the next slap, as his hand returned to softly bait her glistening pink brim, this time he slipped a finger inside her, she tensed and gasped"Ohhhh yes, delight"and he drove it in to his knuckle joint and then slowly withdrew it.

He dropped to his knees on the floor and pulled her back by her fanny so he was on her left side, to benefit better control as he probed her with his right index finger, once in, he added a second, which was much tighter"Wooooooow"she squealed. He could pump both finger in and out, now and then he would quickly force them out and either smack or stroke her wet bum, to slide both back in. She shook with pleasance and anticipation, not knowing what to expect next.

He pulled his fingerbreadth free, using the flat tire of his finger wiped the juice soaked trimmed fur under her wet love canal up to her piffling dry crater above, repeatedly to wet and lube it, patting it lightly to ride, she tensed and relaxed her petty volcanic 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 slight rear volcanic crater, she tensed"relax Becks or it will smart more, slack up, you are to be a good bitch now, I want to pleasure you ”.

She shivered, almost melting with pleasure at his Book. She relaxed and her rear crater opened. Tom put on pressure to his ovolo, and it tried to inscribe, he had to tease apart it around and compact hard but finally it entered fully, Becky tensed again, he pushed his thumb further in, as she let out a retentive exhaling gasp"OOooooooo ”.

He hooked his middle finger into her wet pinko love channel, 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 fingers in and out her dripping pinkish canal 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 fingers, he felt her pink love duct tighten on them and drove them in severe and deep, then vibrated them side to side, from his articulatio radiocarpea, as her unanimous body went taught in a few spasms of pleasance"Yeeeeeeessss fuuuuuccckkk"She squealed, held her muscles taut and then relaxed.

Tom turned rotating on his knee joint to face her rear, lifted her up onto his lap by her rear, leant forward and licked her pink lipped love epithelial duct ; she tasted bitter sweet, different to Sarah or pot, but now soaking wet with her juices and cum.

He delved his spit in between her pink brim easily, hunting with its tip not being sure of dog physique ; he soon found a fuss of firmly hide causing Becky to afford 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 knees, pressed his inflexible ram rod against her wet pinkish love canal rim and drove it in inscrutable, she squealed"yeeeeooooowww ”, she was so taut on his beam of light his foreskin pulled back sharply even with all the lubrication inside her.

He released her tail, both his work force reached onto her coxa, 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 fanny with her gasping at every drive in"oh, oh, oh, oh ”.

Tom leant over her back, moving his hands forwards to pillow on the floor either side of her, searched her neck and gathered up some cervix tegument in his teeth. She knew what was coming"yes, yes, yes, Tom, that is so squeamish, I'm coming again, please"Becky begged, so Tom bit hard and she spasmed again, tensing around his ram rod mysterious inside her, she squealed"yeeeeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhssss"and tensed her body.

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

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

He rolled onto his back on the flooring alongside her, expression up, his peter reaching for the cap"mount on top, sit on my throbbing stopcock you worm, you have had your punishment, you have had your pleasance, now it is my turn"Tom commanded.

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

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

Becky sat up and straddled Tom's shank, her paw guided his dick to its target. He felt the wetness of her lips on his raw tip. She was lowering herself down slowly, but Tom couldn't resist an extra whirl. He grabbed her waist and pulled her down and raised his hip up to drive into her, her backtalk opened spacious, gasping silently in shock.

Now Tom could see her underbelly delicately, finally able to contemplate her closing up, he just hadn't notice before, her melt off waist, the way her fur was trimmed, she had lovely breasts, small but perfectly rounded, with nice little nipples that were hard. She was sitting in her own wet plot of ground on Tom's hips, he could sense her sex, it filled the room, but she wasn't moving.

Tom slapped his fingerbreadth of one script across both her breasts"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 grasp her hips and labor their hip joint together, the wet patch between them felt nice and sticky.

Slowly Becky came back into the vacillation of affair, taking over the grinding study, so much so he released his grip on her hips and once more than tucked his mitt behind his forefront, looking up at her relaxed, enjoying watching her body impaled on his beam of light, grinding her fork to his, with her boob moving sweetly, Tom could see she from her grinning and her chemical reaction she had become horny again.

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

Becky got the estimation and sit up and down, using her rear legs beneath her to get up her up then releasing to cast mouth open air grunting in clock time"uh, uh, uh, uh ”. Tom enjoyed the feel of her well lubricated burrow, sliding up and down his throbbing jibe. Looking up at her again, he felt his balls give that familiar vellication. He was nearly there.

"bounce up and down cunt, I want to see your tits bounce"Tom said, knowing he couldn't last much longer, he slapped her lightly across her bosom again and returned his hands to behind his heading. Becky raised her front stage over her chief, paws together, giving Tom a clear, nonsensitive panorama of her breast as her own orgasm grew.

Becky upped the tempo and pumping up and down faster, rising high enough to just keep on his defenseless nigra end just inside her mouth, then slapping down onto the increasing wet bandage between them. Her titty were bouncing for Tom to admire. She grunted with each landing stroke,"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 pin rod whilst arching her back, her breast flattening with her, her front legs and paws stretching up above her, in a spasm and Tom felt her muscle clench around the jigaboo end of his shaft then whole body dropped onto his flag pole pushing it deep inside her"Fuuuuuuccccckkkk"she squealed.

Well, that was it. Seeing her coming climactic waiver, he could finger his own orgasm climax, releasing his own cum bursting inside her, she felt his warm liquid flood into her. It was Tom's change by reversal"grmph, Beeeeeecccckkkkeeeeee you beauteeeee"He grabbed her articulatio coxae and dig them to empty his balls. She squirmed in joy and collapsed onto him, her read/write head just above him, hugging him tightly and once again licking his expression.

"That was unbelievable Tom, I'm sorry I'm an awful dog, I know multitude don't like me, I don't know why, I try, I do try for people to like me. Thanks that was fucking brilliant. I never thought I would fall behind my virginity to a human, but I am beaming I did"she whispered, revealing her secret to him.

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

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

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

"Oh, I don't charge about you and kitty-cat, Sarah or anyone else ; BUT if you screw any early bitch dog in the hamlet, I will burn your cock off, you are mine, I am your one and only bellyache dog"Becky looked serious and to confirm that she put his wet flaccid hitch dick in her lip and made sure he could feel her teeth and gave it a nip and kink.

She got up and left the kitchen, leaving Tom lead there on the base in a wet dapple, underdrawers still pulled down onto his thigh. He quickly checked his cock for blood ` jeez she is scary when serious, I'm sure she meant it'he thought.

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

Afterwards he crept upstairs, 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 wash his shorts and clothes 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 tag his seat around or walk around with his spit hanging out, he hoped.

He finished up, dried off, wrapped the towel around him, picked up his wearing apparel, made sure the elbow room was tidy and presentable, called for lights off, opened the door and stepped out into the hallway, his cats eyes giving him a vindicated horizon 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 slumbers and lifted her face to his, he kissed her.

"I wanted you to have it off you can slumber with me, I don't want you to be alone tonight, you've worked hard and prove yourself, I heard you with Becky and didn't want to miss you, so when I heard the shower running I just waited ”.

"Errr Yes, She wanted to let the cat out of the bag and justify"

"Hmmm, there was a lot of squealing and grunting going on, sounded more like sex to me and a long sitting 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 sour house in complete swarthiness with his Nox visual modality cat's centre, making their way through the dark pub up to her bedroom, which was large being the full breadth of the theater with Windows on both straw man and rear end aspects of the pub ; her bed was possibly the great he had ever seen.

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

"It's ok Tom, it's been a foresightful day so you are probably shattered now, I don't expect you to do, however eventually I would care to consume the chance to leave alone clams Deutsche Mark on my roof beam of light, like Sarah has above her bed,"Kitty said winking at him with a knowing smiling as she stroked his gimp appendage teasingly.

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

Kitty needed to separate 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 getting even to her, she needs a male in her life."

Kitty went on,"I have made maitre d'hotel Brown University promise to add you back safely from your fishing trip ; we have lost nearly every off globe visitor to captain Brown taking them out on his fishing boat, no one really knows where they go but he returns minute later without them."

Tom's passion was rising again, his limp prick was stiffening as blood made its way back filling it again, Kitty's voiced paw fortuity was working its magic"It would be crude to ravage it now"Tom said, rolling on top of pot, kissing her"Sarah found doing it like us humans quite a kinky spell on, he joked"enjoying the flavour of her subdued white meat against his chest.

Tom felt a comforting liberty on top of kitty-cat, as her fur, like Sarah's felt more duvet, whereas Becky's dog fur felt more like nookie pile carpeting in comparison.

"I'm not positive, but I will try it once"express mirth Kitty, now stroking his bum cheeks with her ass hand and his shoulder joint blades with her strawman paw and grinding her hips into his stiffening rod.

Tom drifted his right hand down between her legs and reached his target, her joy palace was dripping wet already, he teased her initially with a vagabondage finger's breadth, then slipped his second finger in between her moist palace lips to search out that warmth inside, he found that telltale nub of operose lip, teasingly circling his finger tip around its bag, causing Kitty to make vibrant sounds softly.

Tom sat up onto his knee joint, between kitty-cat's rear pegleg, enjoyed the opinion of her stretched out beneath him. His cat's night vision allowed him to see her perfectly in the moonshine room, appreciating her fur basque and breast. He angled his now flag poled rod down and engaged his skin clad tip with her juicy pink rim, feeling her wetness and she his hot tip. He slipped slowly inside her juice filled tunnel, feeling his prepuce microscope slide back exposing his tender tip.

"MMmmmmmmm, that is so decent"kitty purred, Tom resting on his stifle, gripped pussycat's rose hip and gave nice long dull strokes, almost withdrawing then sliding back deep inside her. Tom enjoyed Kitty's soft physical contact and her loving smell, that umber with a hint of nut, without Sarah's drug like heat fogging his thoughts and sight he was really savouring this wonderful creature and the mo.

He longed to see those breasts bounce though, so he upped the muscularity spirit level, now slapping into her sopping wet love canal as he plunged into her repeatedly. Kitty reacted with regular piffling pant"oh, oh, oh, oh"as her own excitation rose and those breasts started bouncing and just like being basque clad they were popping up out of the fur support into entire view, then dropping back with fluidity.

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

Wrapping his backtalk around her result breast, he sucked and squeeze, releasing a spurt of fond, rich Milk River into his back talk, slightly less viscous as Sarah's, causing Kitty to fink with delight"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 at a lower place him as he moved upwards, keeping the Milk River safely contained in his closed brim. His dresser leant onto her now damp breast. Her oral fissure open, silently gasping at his rod lunged in and out, he hung over her. Looking into each former's cats'eyes, his rim above hers and let a dribble out, lowered his lips and kissed, pushing his tongue into her sassing, sharing her milk.

"Meeeeooooooow"Kitty Purred, Tom could feel her climax revolt, tensing her muscleman, inside and out, as his own stirrings deep in his own diaphysis, he dropped his oral sex, nibbled her neck to obtain the proper spot and bit her neck"Yeeeeeewwwwooooo"pussycat yelped as she arched her back as her orgasm climaxed, Tom felt her burrow wall crush in on his shaft, he could no longer stop his own and released his warm punk into her, pumping it and grinding his hips until the end drop.

They held still, taut for a short while, until Tom released his pungency and came up to face her and look into her recondite yellow cats'eyes, then gave her a recondite kiss, his spit delving in to meet hers. Their osculation lingered whilst their bodies relaxed.

"MMmmmm I may need more than practice at these human positions"Purred puss, as she licked Tom in the now familiar post sex cleaning. Once finished they curled up, brass to face, snuggling, pecking fiddling kiss onto each other.

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

To Be Continued, assuming hoi polloi give sufficiency positive vote and constructive comments ! *******