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It excited Tom at long in conclusion to be out and about exploring this new worldly concern at long survive. Although he had promised Kitty to help at the pub with her human invitee tonight. He was rightfield about the pub's location, as they arrived at the large thatched roof house overlooking the beach and low wall running around a small front lawn. A small sign read"Kitty's pub and B & B"on the gate that gave entree to the pub.

Initially they ignored the lounge and bar area. They climbed the steps up to the second gear storey, heights in the roof. At the top of the stair, Kitty showed him a cupboard way with a bed for him to use as"his"bedroom, but really just for somewhere to stow his rucksack and to hold open up appearing. Pointing out that behind the adjacent room access was Kitty's bedroom.

The kickoff base had a shared shower and toilette, and the invitee ensuite suite, which had closet for guests. They got linen and made the seam with actual duvets and pillows.

Back down on the priming coat trading floor, in the kitchen, he received a black"pussy's Pub"apron and introduced to Brenda the chef, an older cat, who wore a smock and apron. Brenda was dainty, looked quizzically at pool, who quickly explained their story of Tom just looking for summertime 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 till anywhere. Neither of the two surface area was that large, both would be ` busy'with twenty multitude in them and rammed with thirty occupants. These could be in any pub anywhere in United Kingdom, in either man. Low ceiling, dark beams overhead with an clear fire in both.

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

Tom then heard from a loudspeaker that couldn't see"ripe Afternoon Kitty,"replied the pub.

"Add new someone to level 1 access, gens Tom,"Kitty said

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

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

"This sets you up on voice control to turn lights on & off, lock doors and in an emergency set off fire alarm. You just want to State Department lights on / off, curl / unlock door and the pub will react"said pool, shrugging off his puzzled look.

She showed him what the various drunkenness were and what would be expected of him, which was basically what Sarah's job was. It was all very familiar and practically like his premature bar work, except that the patronage would be homo sized cat-o'-nine-tails and dogs, plus some captain dogs who where to take in waiter serviced, as they all sit at a large board in the bay window of the bar, each on their own seats and had their own soul mugs–which Tom had to learn. The few other table were belittled, using stools rather than death chair, the bar being surrounded with vacate, cubital joint senior high school ledge for patronage to prop their beer on, all to keep space available in the pocket-sized bar area.

nutrient was to be collected from the kitchen hatch and dirty dishes, empty beer crank returned to the same crosshatch. The new dog will require them to keep the crosshatch gain. Kitty warned him about the new dog Becky, who was the daughter of the top dog senior pilot Brown. He had asked kitty to utilise Becky as a personal favour, as they knew she was spoilt, arrogant and hopefully a summer job would impart her down to earth, before she goes to university at the end of the summer.

There was a lot of to commend and etiquette to follow, but above all he was NOT to step on any behind. He learnt the carte du jour's, which were very penny-pinching to his dwelling house counterparts, some tailored for quat, some for dogs and some for humans, but all could appeal to anyone should they wish.

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

Tom noticed his sense of smell was obviously a little more marked now, with each mortal having their own unique odor and he could count how many were pose by just the phone number of individual tone, although previously back"home"all he would deliver smelt was wet dog.

These nano-bots and DNA were working there magic, Tom wondered what other ` powerfulness'he could accrue and which ones would he want, certainly not a wagging backside, fur or pointy ears. He did like the bonus of cat's night vision and was hoping to put it to ripe 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 link or even turn to stimulate his hand. He thought she looked like a spaniel, but like all the bounder in this world, her snout was shorter than dogs back home.

Tom finally realised that both computed tomography and frank here in this world had curtly fur, no shaggy gangly bits. With Becky being more trimmed than others in places, almost manicured. He also noticed that unlike cats, the frankfurter didn't seem to be capable to master their tails as they seemed to swish uncontrollably without any warning.

The man folk arrived comprising a couple with their two children, one Whitney Moore Young Jr. lad and a top heavy twenty something daughter with blonde hair. So Tom introduced himself ; they had walked Admiralty mile along the coast 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 girl's rucksacks, and showed them the ensuite. They weren't either happy or infelicitous with the shared way, mother and girl in one with father and son in the other–as the pub was too low for family 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 finger's breadth through his beard saying"I don't mind, I like the rugged expression ”, before she blushed and turned her back as her female parent returned.

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

backrest down in the bar top dog Captain Brown was in, everyone was listening to anything he said. Tom laid out one table in the couch for the humans, with menu, glasses and cutting tool ; as he finished, he turned to find the Top Dog stood behind him.

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

Tom held his hired hand and shook, he had a very strong handshaking from year of sportfishing for a living, his centre scrutinised Tom, did he suspect ? This wasn't a postulation ; he was to be there at 10.

"Nice to satisfy you Captain Brown, I think I will enjoy that, although I'm sorry I may not be a very dear fisher, but I will try,"said Tom, scared half to death, hoping he could wriggle out of it.

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

Through the threshold Tom saw kitty behind the bar, looking at him with her quarter round up, looking as unquiet as he felt.

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

Although every sentence he returned to the hatch it was total, Becky wasn't clearing them, getting Tom very frustrated. Meaning he had to put down the kitchen, each time he asked Becky to sort out the hatch but without any effect. He finally lost it when he had to infix the kitchen fully laden to find Becky tilt over a counter, scrolling through what looked like a manner magazine.

"Becky ! for fuck's interest, I am working my ass off here, Brenda is too, it's a sanatorium out there, Kitty is working monotone 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 sufferance, he just didn't know what to do, but with the atmosphere being rumbustious out there, he imagined he could get away with more with bounder than he could with students at his old student bar.

Tom placed his load down in the last place on a countertop and walked up behind Becky, fuming. Before he knew it he slapped her hard across the fanny and pulled her tail at the base, she turned with her mouth in a snarl, but Tom was already abide above her looking down and sternly said"Becky do your JOB, shed light on that hatch and laundry up, Brenda needs space to work."Then he turned and stormed out with the succeeding tray of food.

Soon kitten indicated she had another tray of beer for the maitre d''s tabular array. Picking up the tray good of beer from the bar he then worked his way across this boisterous room, he could be in a busybodied pub anywhere in either universe, he was used to this.

This particular trip across the bar was tough than about, as normal he wound his way around stiff chemical group of Whitney Young weenie and bitches, stepping over tails as he went but this time tails just seemed to make out out of nowhere, forcing him to remain firm on the same berth, juggling on one foot. As soon as he went to take a footfall, to identify his irregular understructure down ass 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 mood of the room and its occupant, swallowed and said in his trashy part"Okay bozo you've had your fun, honorable joke, you win, but unless these tails stop wagging under my substructure your beer is going to be warm and your intellectual nourishment cold."

There was a little pause, with everyone's eyes turned onto him, then the entire elbow room flare-up into laugh and cheers. All the tails withdrew and the captains all smiled, Tom sighed, relieved. He safely deposited the beers as senior pilot toasted him and smiled appreciatively with one saying,"undecomposed game, you lasted longsighted than most, well done lad."

As he returned with the hollow glasses, the patronage showed commendation with thumbs up, slaps on his back, laughing nods and the odd pinch on his bum. He was even more delight to find an abandon hatch. Peering through he saw Becky working hard away, Brenda turned and smiled at him approvingly as he deposited the eyeglasses. For the residue of the Nox, the hatch remained clear.

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

He noticed Becky behind the bar, reaching up restocking the ledge with fresh glasses. He went up to her, put and arm around her and gave her a deal on the impudence, to make amends for slapping her so hard earliest,"well done, thanks for keeping the hatch clear Beck's it was so much easier thanks."As he dropped his hand from her shank to walk away, he pinched her bum playfully and left.

The evening wore on and slowly the business 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 upsetting Captain Brown myself,"she smiled and left. pool was tidying up the bar arena, then asked if he could put chairman on tables to span up, whilst she walked the old cat back up the long hill house.

Tom did as asked, then worked his way through the pub calling"Light off,"but he could still reek just one remaining dog, following the scent he went into the kitchen which was dimly lit by fly killing UV luminousness 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 disposition"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 people endeavor to vocalize sexy.

As he was now within a whole step from her, she stood up square and reached for his waist with her front man branch, as soon as her paws were in contact, he felt claws dig into his tegument through his trunks and she pulled him in last 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.

"ahem, you're too Edward Young for me,"Tom hoped he was right ; he still hadn't warmed to this special bitch dog.

"Nope, I'm XVIII and I want you to fuck me,"she responded, her paws undoing his belted ammunition"no one has ever taken control of me, assure me you want me, assure me you need me, involve me roughly"She then licked his expression. The one problem with pawl having a snout, even light one, kisses either don't employment easily or dogs just prefer to lick.

Tom paused, not sure what to do. None of his intimate experience prepared him for"rough sex ”, but he still disliked this gripe and that made it easier. Her little breasts were pushing against him nicely and being this ending to a female anything he could feel his dick throbbing trying to rise, so that made the decision for him.

Her magazine would make an splendid tool to slap her with, but when Tom looked for it, it had gone. The first matter he could believe of was"Suck my cock bitch"he said into her ear, slapping his one hand on her rump.

She dropped her head level with his crotch and her manus only just loosened his belt and undid the waist button. She ignored the zip, yanked his shorts down to above his articulatio genus. She pulled his boxers down just enough to release his now half grow member that was quickly filling. At first she was incompetent, one-half licking, half biting as her front dogtooth teeth pairs nearly pierced him, Tom realised this maybe her first black eye job.

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

She obliged,"Sorry, I am not experienced, is this skilful ?"as she changed her technique, her canine fang teeth straddled his gumshoe, making a narrow sharp gate way into her mouth. Tom worried for his throbbing enlarging ray of light"No dentition I said, you must listen to teaching"

She pulled back clear of his now stiff rod"Sorry, you are so big, you will need to penalise me for being a bad bitch ”. She pulled forward but modified her spatial relation, so he was no longer head on, with his rod to the side of her sassing, this was much sound. She tried to suck but couldn't quite get it proper, but his cock continued growing and throbbing.

At least this was now beginning to finger not too bad a blow job. He held her pinna tight at their base and slid her in and out on his peter, at least there was plentiful saliva to keep him lubricated and her mouth was quick. So Tom pulled her read/write head in soaked 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 skin covered jigaboo end just inside her mouth, then plunged back in to get her gagging again. He was now fully concentrated and enjoying the feeling of power as she behaved subservient. He got into a wheel of pumping her head teacher whilst he thought on his following move ; her saliva was drooling all over his crotch and onto the floor.

"Get on all foursome, turn around and lay out your rump to me"Tom commanded"I want to see your juicy gripe pussy ”. She obliged, her front wooden leg spread bird of Jove on the trading floor, her nates raised in the air, tail twitching vertical.

He could see her rear exposing two butt for him, one small dry headliner like crater and below her pinko lipped petal slit dripping wet, leaking onto her rear fur, one persona of him just wanted to motor his pecker in but he also wanted to sweep this out recollective, enjoying it more than he would take thought. He grabbed the base of her hindquarters with his depart hand and with his decent hand swung a hard slap across her hindquarters, she shook with electric shock twisting sideways and gasped"stay still, you are to be punished"Tom tried to sound commanding, finding that this was a great turning on and he was enjoying it maybe a little more than he should.

He pulled her back into position using her ass, holding it severely at the base. He slapped her again, just as hard, with the flat of his deal ; she only twitched this meter but still made a light gasp"Umph ”. To tantalise her, he stroked her one face softly with his relieve hand, letting his thumb stroke the damp 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 hindquarters 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 dependable, I've been bad and want my punishment"Becky gasped in her normal voice, no longer trying to sound sexy. ‘ smacking'Tom hit her again, Tom alternated between teasing her dry rimmed crater above and her wet dripping pink lipped pussy below and slapping her hard, with the odd two-base hit slap or just removing his hired man from her nates to give back softly to cod her.

Tom now was so aroused he was salivating at her wet arse, dying to get inside. She was quivering at her own rousing - he wanted in. On the side by side slap, as his hand returned to softly tantalise her glistening pinko 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 trading floor and pulled her back by her tail so he was on her left incline, to clear salutary control as he probed her with his correct forefinger, once in, he added a minute, which was lots tighter"Wooooooow"she squealed. He could pump both fingers in and out, now and then he would quickly pluck them out and either slap or stroke her wet rear, to slide both back in. She shook with pleasure and anticipation, not knowing what to bear next.

He pulled his fingers free, using the flat of his fingers wiped the juice soaked trimmed fur under her wet love canal up to her picayune dry crater above, repeatedly to wet and lubricate it, patting it lightly to loosen, she tensed and relaxed her piffling volcanic crater's brawn, not knowing what was going to take place or when.

He patted her dripping pinko lipped be intimate channel and slipped in his indorse finger and with his pollex pressed on her now wet niggling rear Crater, she tensed"relax Becks or it will hurt more, unbend, 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 applied atmospheric pressure to his quarter round, and it tried to enter, he had to tease it around and press hard but finally it entered fully, Becky tensed again, he pushed his thumb further in, as she let out a yearn exhaling pant"OOooooooo ”.

He hooked his middle finger's breadth into her wet ping love canal, keeping his pollex inside her crater's cave above it ; it wasn't slowly as her she was tight and pushing back. So he released it to hear Becky yelp"yooow ”, but drove his two fingers in and out her dripping garden pink canal with nifty speed.

Becky was quivering Sir Thomas More and more"oh, oh, oh, I'm going to cum, I'm coming, yes, yes"she whispered as she spasmed back onto his fingerbreadth, he felt her garden pink love canal tighten on them and ram them in operose and deep, then vibrated them face to side, from his wrist, as her unhurt eubstance went taught in a few muscle spasm of joy"Yeeeeeeessss fuuuuuccckkk"She squealed, held her muscle taut and then relaxed.

Tom turned rotating on his stifle to face her rear, lifted her up onto his lap by her behind, angle forward and licked her pinko lipped love channel ; she tasted bitter odorous, different to Sarah or puss, but now soaking wet with her juices and cum.

He delved his tongue in between her tap rim easily, hunting with its tip not being sure of dog anatomy ; he soon found a flap of difficult hide causing Becky to give an"ohhhhmmmm"gasp and a chill when he licked it, teasing it repeatedly with his lingua for a minute or two.

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

He released her tail, both his hired man reached onto her pelvis, just to where he knew was right, held tight digging his finger's breadth in and pulled her into him, started pumping in and out. She soon responded in synch and soon he was bouncing off her rump with her gasping at every driving in"oh, oh, oh, oh ”.

Tom leant over her rear, moving his workforce forwards to rest on the floor either face of her, searched her neck and gathered up some cervix skin in his dentition. She knew what was coming"yes, yes, yes, Tom, that is so courteous, I'm coming again, please"Becky begged, so Tom bit laborious 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 breath and came up back onto his knees again, withdrawing out of her, his penis dripping with her cum. She collapsed on the floor with a grunt"Gmphhhhh ”.

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

He rolled onto his spine on the flooring alongside her, face up, his putz reaching for the roof"climb on top, sit on my throbbing prick you worm, you have had your punishment, you have had your pleasure, now it is my number"Tom commanded.

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

"Sit on my pecker I said, I want your wet twat wrapped around my firm putz,"Tom commanded hiding his cringing thoughts.

Becky sat up and straddled Tom's waist, her paw guided his cock to its prey. He felt the wetness of her back talk on his raw tip. She was lowering herself down slowly, but Tom couldn't resist an extra eddy. He grabbed her waist and pulled her down and raised his coxa up to drive into her, her backtalk opened wide, gasping silently in shock.

Now Tom could see her underbelly fine, finally capable to study her close up, he just hadn't posting before, her slim waistline, the way her fur was trimmed, she had lovely breasts, small but perfectly rounded, with dainty small tit that were hard. She was sitting in her own wet patch on Tom's coxa, he could smell her sex, it filled the room, but she wasn't moving.

Tom slapped his fingers of one handwriting 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 get the picture her hips and ground their rosehip together, the wet patch between them felt nice and sticky.

Slowly Becky came back into the swing of things, taking over the grinding work, so much so he released his grip on her hip and once more than tucked his hands behind his head, looking up at her relaxed, enjoying watching her eubstance impaled on his shaft, grinding her private parts to his, with her breasts moving sweetly, Tom could see she from her grin and her chemical reaction she had become worked up again.

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

Becky got the idea and devolve on up and down, using her rear peg beneath her to swipe her up then releasing to drop mouth open grunting in sentence"uh, uh, uh, uh ”. Tom enjoyed the feeling of her well lubricate burrow, sliding up and down his throbbing shaft. Looking up at her again, he felt his bollock give that familiar twitch. He was nearly there.

"bounce up and down bitch, I want to see your titmouse leap"Tom said, knowing he couldn't death much longer, he slapped her lightly across her breasts again and returned his hands to behind his top dog. Becky raised her social movement peg over her head, paws together, giving Tom a clear, unexclusive view of her white meat as her own orgasm grew.

Becky upped the pace and pumping up and down faster, rising high enough to just go on his naked spade end just inside her rim, then slapping down onto the increasing wet patch between them. Her tit were bouncing for Tom to admire. She grunted with each landing virgule,"uhg, uhg, uhg ”. She was in control of her own orgasm that was building to a climax.

She squealed"Ooooo I am coming again, Tom, I am coming, yeeeeeaaaaahhhhhhsssss,"cried Becky, raising herself up on his flagstone terminal whilst arching her back, her breast flattening with her, her front branch and manus stretching up above her, in a muscle spasm and Tom felt her muscular tissue clench around the spade end of his ray then whole physical structure dropped onto his flag pole pushing it oceanic abyss inside her"Fuuuuuuccccckkkk"she squealed.

well, that was it. Seeing her sexual climax climactic going, he could finger his own orgasm climax, releasing his own cum bursting inside her, she felt his warm liquid state flood into her. It was Tom's turn"grmph, Beeeeeecccckkkkeeeeee you beauteeeee"He grabbed her coxa and anchor them to empty his formal. She squirmed in delight and collapsed onto him, her head 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 multitude don't like me, I don't know why, I try, I do try for hoi polloi to like me. Thanks that was fucking brilliant. I never thought I would lose my virginity to a human, but I am sword lily I did"she whispered, revealing her secret to him.

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

They led together on the kitchen storey cuddling for a short spell, then Becky rose off him, licking him all over his wet genital organ, then came up to his nerve licking him and then managed a peck on his face.

"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 fount again"thanks again - fan ”.

"Oh, I don't care about you and Kitty, Sarah or anyone else ; BUT if you screw any other kick dog in the Village, I will prick your cock off, you are mine, I am your one and only bitch dog"Becky looked severe and to reassert that she put his wet flaccid limp hawkshaw 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 lead there on the floor in a wet patch, short still pulled down onto his thighs. He quickly checked his stopcock for blood ` jeez she is scarey when life-threatening, I'm certain she meant it'he thought.

He got up, sorted himself out and called for luminousness on ; he could reek the sex and see the wet plot of ground on the tiled base. So he found a mop and disinfectant and quickly did the total floor until he could only smell disinfectant.

Afterwards he crept upstairs, got a saucy towel out the linen closet and jumped in the shared shower, nowhere near as prissy as Sarah but he was sticky and sweaty, he must launder his trunks and dress soon.

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

He finished up, dried off, wrapped the towel around him, picked up his apparel, made sure the way was tidy and presentable, called for visible light off, opened the door and stepped out into the hallway, his cats eyes giving him a clear view 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 cheek to his, he kissed her.

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

"Errr Yes, She wanted to verbalise and justify"

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

Tom enjoyed his new power to wander a dark house in all over darkness with his night imaginativeness cat's centre, making their way through the dark pub up to her bedroom, which was turgid being the total width of the house with windows on both front man and seat aspects of the pub ; her bed was possibly the with child he had ever seen.

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

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

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

pussycat needed to tell apart 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."

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

Tom's rage was rising again, his limp barb was stiffening as blood made its way back filling it again, Kitty's soft paw virgule was working its magic"It would be rude to waste it now"Tom said, rolling on top of Kitty, kissing her"Sarah found doing it like us humans quite a kinky turn of events on, he joked"enjoying the tone of her soft breasts 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 piling carpet in comparing.

"I'm not convince, but I will try it once"express joy jackpot, now stroking his bum nerve with her erect mitt and his shoulder blades with her movement paw and grinding her hips into his stiffening rod.

Tom drifted his veracious hand down between her stage and reached his target, her pleasure castle was dripping wet already, he teased her initially with a vagabondage finger, then slipped his bit finger's breadth in between her moist castle lips to search out that warmth inside, he found that telltale nub of grueling lip, teasingly circling his digit tip around its base, causing Kitty to purr softly.

Tom sat up onto his stifle, between Kitty's rear legs, enjoyed the eyeshot of her stretched out beneath him. His cat's night vision allowed him to see her perfectly in the moonlight room, appreciating her fur basque and breasts. He angled his now flag poled rod down and engaged his skin clad tip with her juicy pinko mouth, feeling her wetness and she his hot tip. He slipped slowly inside her succus filled burrow, feeling his foreskin slide back exposing his legal tender tip.

"MMmmmmmmm, that is so nice"pussy purred, Tom resting on his knees, gripped pussycat's hip joint and gave nice long slow shot, almost withdrawing then sliding back recondite inside her. Tom enjoyed Kitty's soft physical contact and her loving flavour, that chocolate with a hint of nut, without Sarah's drug like heat fogging his thoughts and imaginativeness he was really savouring this wonderful puppet and the moment.

He longed to see those breasts bounce though, so he upped the energy grade, now slapping into her sopping wet making love canal as he plunged into her repeatedly. jackpot reacted with unconstipated little 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 reenforcement into wide-cut horizon, then dropping back with fluidity.

Tom leant over, kissing her underbelly, working his way up, until he had to release her articulatio coxae and move his hands up under her upper arm pitfall, onto the bed. He could now kiss her breasts, but he wanted to smack her, like Sarah, he wanted to suckle her.

Wrapping his lips around her leave behind knocker, he sucked and wring, releasing a spurt of warm, rich Milk into his oral fissure, slightly less glutinous as Sarah's, causing pussy to squeal 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 super sex toy Tom ”.

She squirmed slightly beneath him as he moved upwards, keeping the Milk River safely contained in his closed brim. His chest leant onto her now moist breast. Her backtalk open, silently gasping at his rod lunged in and out, he hung over her. Looking into each other's cat-o'-nine-tails'centre, his brim above hers and let a dribble out, lowered his mouth and kissed, pushing his clapper into her mouth, sharing her Milk.

"Meeeeooooooow"pussy Purred, Tom could palpate her climax rising, tensing her muscles, inside and out, as his own stirrings deep in his own shaft, he dropped his header, nibbled her neck opening to find the right wing spot and bit her neck"Yeeeeeewwwwooooo"Kitty yelped as she arched her back as her orgasm climaxed, Tom felt her tunnel wall infatuation in on his ray of light, he could no longer take his own and released his quick punk into her, pumping it and grinding his hips until the in conclusion drop.

They held still, taut for a brusque spell, until Tom released his raciness and came up to face her and front into her mystifying yellowed African tea'eyes, then gave her a deep buss, his tongue delving in to get together hers. Their kiss lingered whilst their bodies relaxed.

"MMmmmm I may ask more pattern at these human posture"Purred pussy, as she licked Tom in the now familiar Charles William Post sex cleaning. Once finished they curled up, face to face, snuggling, pecking picayune osculation onto each other.

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

To Be Continued, assuming the great unwashed give sufficiency positively charged voter turnout and constructive comments ! *******