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It excited Tom at long last to be out and about exploring this new world at long stopping point. Although he had promised Kitty to help at the pub with her homo guests tonight. He was correctly about the pub's location, as they arrived at the with child thatched cap household overlooking the beach and low wall running around a lowly front lawn. A diminished mark read"Kitty's pub and B & B"on the gate that gave entry to the pub.

Initially they ignored the sofa and bar country. They climbed the stairs up to the back floor, high up in the roof. At the top of the stairs, pot showed him a cupboard room with a bed for him to use as"his"bedchamber, but really just for somewhere to stow his rucksack and to keep up show. Pointing out that behind the following door was kitty-cat's bedroom.

The first floor had a shared rain shower and toilet, and the Edgar Albert Guest ensuite rooms, which had closet for Guest. They got linen and made the beds with factual duvets and pillows.

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

puss showed him the bar and sofa surface area, although he couldn't see anything like a till anywhere. Neither of the two area was that great, both would be ` busybodied'with twenty the great unwashed in them and rammed with thirty resident. These could be in any pub anywhere in Britain, in either world. Low ceiling, darkness ray of light overhead with an open firing in both.

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

Tom then heard from a speaker that couldn't see"respectable Afternoon pot,"replied the pub.

"Add new person to take down 1 access, public figure Tom,"Kitty said

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

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

"This sets you up on representative statement to grow Inner Light on & off, lock doors and in an exigency set off fire warning device. You just want to state illumination on / off, 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 companion and practically like his previous bar employment, except that the clientele would be homo sized cats and dogs, plus some skipper dogs who where to receive waiter serviced, as they all sit at a large table in the bay windowpane of the bar, each on their own buns and had their own individual mugs–which Tom had to see. The few other tables were small, using stools rather than chairs, the bar being surrounded with empty, cubitus high ledge for clientele to prop their beer on, all to hold quad available in the small bar area.

intellectual nourishment was to be collected from the kitchen hatch and dirty dish antenna, vacuous beer deoxyephedrine returned to the same crosshatch. The new dog will submit them to keep open the hachure clear. pool warned him about the new dog Becky, who was the girl of the top dog master Brown. He had asked Kitty to engage Becky as a personal party favor, as they knew she was spoilt, arrogant and hopefully a summer job would wreak her down to earth, before she goes to university at the end of the summer.

There was a lot of to call up and etiquette to follow, but above all he was NOT to pace on any tails. He learnt the menu's, which were very airless to his dwelling house twin, some tailored for cats, some for dogs and some for human race, but all could appeal to anyone should they wish.

Gradually, as the afternoon wore on, locals drifted in for their afternoon tipple, so Tom's account was repeated multiple times. Some were police chief, and Tom managed to get the right drinks and mugs to the right maitre d'hotel. It shocked Tom when a few local hotdog pinched his bum, in what was obviously some boisterous tomfoolery.

Tom noticed his sense of smell was obviously a little more pronounced now, with each someone having their own unique smell and he could reckon how many were give by just the phone number of individual aroma, although previously back"home"all he would take in smelt was wet dog.

These nano-bots and DNA were working there magic, Tom wondered what early ` baron'he could accrue and which ones would he want, certainly not a wagging seat, fur or pointy spike. He did like the bonus of cat's Nox vision and was hoping to put it to honorable 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 tangency or even turn to shake his bridge player. He thought she looked like a spaniel, but like all the dog-iron in this earth, her snout was scant than dogs back home.

Tom finally realised that both big cat and hot dog here in this world had short fur, no shaggy gangly number. With Becky being more trimmed than others in stead, almost manicured. He also noticed that unlike cats, the click didn't seem to be able to hold their fanny as they seemed to swoosh uncontrollably without any warning.

The human family arrived comprising a couple with their two children, one young lad and a top heavy 20 something girl with light-haired hair. So Tom introduced himself ; they had walked miles along the coast and were keen to explain that they only booked here as everywhere else was fully booked.

He took them to their rooms, carrying the female parent's and girl's haversack, and showed them the ensuite. They weren't either well-chosen or unhappy with the shared suite, mother and daughter in one with father and son in the other–as the pub was too little for fellowship rooms and the son too untested for his own. The mother disapproved of Tom's bushy visual aspect, commenting that he was obviously spending too very much time with dog-iron.

Although as she inspected the ensuite and he placed the daughter's rucksack down, the pretty daughter looked at him and ran her finger's breadth through his beard saying"I don't mind, I like the tough spirit ”, before she blushed and turned her back as her mother returned.

He left them to screen out them-selves out and checked in with kitty-cat, then rushed back to the shower with a towel and some borrowed scissors hold to launder, brush up, and tidy up his beard and haircloth. To be funfair to the mother, he was looking a short bedraggled.

back down in the bar top dog Captain Brown University was in, everyone was listening to anything he said. Tom laid out one tabular array in the lounge for the humans, with menus, glasses and cutlery ; as he finished, he turned to find the Top Dog stood behind him.

"So you're Tom ?"he said, holding his hand out"Kitty told me your story, you'll be fishing with me in the break of the day, pot thinks you will be finished with the mankind breakfast by 9:30, so fare down to the beach by 10 and we'll be off."

Tom held his hand and shook, he had a very solid handshaking from twelvemonth of fishing for a aliveness, his eyes scrutinised Tom, did he mistrust ? This wasn't a postulation ; he was to be there at 10.

"Nice to meet you maitre d'hotel Brown, I think I will delight 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 wriggle out of it.

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

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

The eventide seemed to fly by ; the human home came down, ordered their solid food and drunkenness, with Locals also ordering boozing and food, including waiting on the captain's mesa or clearing tables, so Tom was rushing around.

Although every prison term he returned to the hachure it was full, Becky wasn't clearing them, getting Tom very frustrated. Meaning he had to enter the kitchen, each meter he asked Becky to elucidate the hachure but without any solution. He finally lost it when he had to enter the kitchen fully laden to observe Becky leaning over a comeback, scrolling through what looked like a fashion magazine.

"Becky ! for know's sake, I am working my ass off here, Brenda is too, it's a nut house out there, pussy is working monotone out, you are letting not just yourself down but also us and your foreman, puss ; we need to put to work as a squad,"

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

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

Tom placed his loading down in the last distance on a countertop and walked up behind Becky, fuming. Before he knew it he slapped her hard across the rump and pulled her tail at the floor, she turned with her lip in a tangle, but Tom was already abide above her looking down and sternly said"Becky do your JOB, clear that hatching and airstream up, Brenda needs outer space to work."Then he turned and stormed out with the succeeding tray of food.

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

This particular trip across the bar was knockout than most, as normal he wound his way around mingy grouping of new dogs and bitches, stepping over bottom as he went but this time tails just seemed to do out of nowhere, forcing him to stand on the Sami berth, juggling on one animal foot. As soon as he went to admit a footprint, to post his second foot down tails would just flicker out appearing out of nowhere at his elect spot.

After a instant of Tom standing on one leg, balancing his tray, he summed up the temper of the way and its occupants, swallowed and said in his loudest articulation"Okay guys you've had your fun, good joke, you win, but unless these can stop wagging under my pes your beer is going to be warm and your food cold."

There was a slight intermission, with everyone's optic turned onto him, then the entire room burst into laugh and cheers. All the tails withdrew and the sea captain all smiled, Tom sighed, relieved. He safely deposited the beers as captains toasted him and smiled appreciatively with one saying,"good plot, you lasted longer than nigh, well done lad."

As he returned with the empty glassful, the business showed approvals with thumb up, slap on his back, laughing nods and the odd emergency on his bum. He was even more please to find an void hatch. Peering through he saw Becky working hard away, Brenda turned and smiled at him approvingly as he deposited the glasses. For the residual of the Night, the hatch remained clear.

The man family in the waiting area had finished their meal and were going remote, but the daughter didn't want to go. She remained at the board with her drinkable, trying to watch Tom's eye, whilst he tried to nullify hers as he cleared their table.

He noticed Becky behind the bar, reaching up restocking the ledge with white glasses. He went up to her, put and arm around her and gave her a peck on the brass, to crap amends for slapping her so hard earliest,"well done, thanks for keeping the hatch light Beck's it was so often well-situated thanks."As he dropped his mitt from her shank to walk away, he pinched her bum playfully and left.

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

As soon as Brenda finished for the night she searched Tom out,"well done lad, you worked hard and Becky needed a talking to, but I can't risk upsetting chieftain Brown myself,"she smiled and left. Kitty was tidying up the bar area, then asked if he could put chairs on tables to brush up, whilst she walked the old cat back up the tenacious hill rest home.

Tom did as asked, then worked his way through the pub calling"lights off,"but he could still smell out just one remaining dog, following the olfactory property he went into the kitchen which was dimly lit by fly killing ultraviolet lightness 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 await for you,"she said, Tom wasn't sure but it sounded like a inadequate attempt to fathom sexy.

As he was now within a step from her, she stood up straight and reached for his waistline with her front branch, as soon as her paw were in tangency, he felt pincer dig into his skin 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 bitch dog.

"Nope, I'm 18 and I want you to fuck me,"she responded, her paws undoing his belt"no one has ever taken ascendence of me, tell me you want me, tell me you need me, guide me roughly"She then licked his grimace. The one problem with click having a snout, even unretentive one, kisses either don't study easily or tail just prefer to lick.

Tom paused, not sure 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 petty breasts were pushing against him nicely and being this close to a distaff anything he could feel his dick throbbing trying to turn out, so that made the decision for him.

Her magazine would urinate an splendid pecker to slap her with, but when Tom looked for it, it had gone. The showtime thing he could remember of was"suck my cock bitch"he said into her ear, slapping his one script on her rump.

She dropped her head level with his genitals and her paws only just loosened his belt and undid the waist button. She ignored the zip, yanked his short down to above his knees. She pulled his packer down just enough to turn his now half develop member that was quickly filling. At first she was clumsy, one-half licking, one-half biting as her front canine teeth pairs nearly pierced him, Tom realised this maybe her number 1 blow job.

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

She obliged,"Sorry, I am not experienced, is this better ?"as she changed her technique, her canine Fang teeth straddled his tool, making a contract piercing gate way into her mouth. Tom worried for his throbbing enlarging pecker"No teeth I said, you must heed to instructions"

She pulled back clear of his now stiff rod"Sorry, you are so big, you will take to penalize me for being a bad bitch ”. She pulled forward but modified her locating, so he was no longsighted head on, with his rod to the side of her mouth, this was much proficient. She tried to soak up but couldn't quite get it right, but his shaft continued growing and throbbing.

At to the lowest degree this was now beginning to feel not too bad a C job. He held her ears tight at their root word and slid her in and out on his dick, at least there was ample spit to keep him lubricated and her sass was warm. So Tom pulled her head in tight to him.

Even through his foreskin his tip felt the roughness of the cap of her mouth and then her throat, causing her to gag.

He pulled out, with his cutis covered spade end just inside her mouth, then plunged back in to get her gagging again. He was now fully backbreaking and enjoying the intuitive feeling of magnate as she behaved subservient. He got into a Hz of pumping her head whilst he thought on his next relocation ; her spittle was drooling all over his crotch and onto the floor.

"Get on all four, turn around and present your tail to me"Tom commanded"I want to see your juicy bitch cunt ”. She obliged, her front legs spread eagle on the storey, her behind raised in the air, tail twitching vertical.

He could see her lift exposing two fair game for him, one small dry star like Crater and below her pinko lipped petal dent dripping wet, leaking onto her rear fur, one part of him just wanted to drive his dick in but he also wanted to embroil this out farsighted, enjoying it more than he would have thought. He grabbed the Qaeda of her tail with his go away hand and with his mighty bridge player swung a hard slap across her can, she shook with jolt twisting sideways and gasped"check still, you are to be punished"Tom tried to sound commanding, finding that this was a enceinte turn on and he was enjoying it maybe a little more than he should.

He pulled her back into position using her shadow, holding it unvoiced at the foot. He slapped her again, just as hard, with the flat of his hand ; she only twitched this clock time but still made a promiscuous gasp"Umph ”. To tease her, he stroked her one impudence softly with his resign 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 fanfare he slapped her croupe again, then softly ruffled her bum fur, ovolo stroking the wet fur adjacent to her dripping slit, 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 normal voice, no longer trying to go sexy. ‘ Slap'Tom hit her again, Tom alternated between teasing her dry rimmed crater above and her wet dripping pink lipped snatch below and slapping her voiceless, with the odd double smacking or just removing his hand from her rump to repay softly to tease apart her.

Tom now was so wind up he was salivating at her wet rear, dying to get inside. She was quivering at her own arousal - he wanted in. On the next slap, as his manus returned to softly tease her glistening pink brim, this meter he slipped a finger inside her, she tensed and gasped"Ohhhh yes, please"and he drove it in to his metacarpophalangeal joint and then slowly withdrew it.

He dropped to his articulatio genus on the story and pulled her back by her buns so he was on her left side, to advance estimable control as he probed her with his mightily forefinger, once in, he added a back, which was much tighter"Wooooooow"she squealed. He could pump both finger's breadth in and out, now and then he would quickly pull them out and either smacking or stroke her wet rear, to slide both back in. She shook with pleasure and anticipation, not knowing what to expect next.

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

He patted her dripping pink lipped bang canal and slipped in his second gear finger and with his pollex pressed on her now wet little back end crater, she tensed"relax Becks or it will pain more, relax, you are to be a proficient cunt now, I want to pleasure you ”.

She shivered, almost melting with pleasance at his words. She relaxed and her rear crater opened. Tom applied pressure to his ovolo, and it tried to get into, 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 farsighted exhaling gasp"OOooooooo ”.

He hooked his halfway digit into her wet pink love canal, keeping his thumb inside her Crater's cave above it ; it wasn't easy as her she was loaded and pushing back. So he released it to hear Becky yelp"yooow ”, but drove his two finger in and out her dripping pink channel with greater speed.

Becky was quivering more and more"oh, oh, oh, I'm going to cum, I'm coming, yes, yes"she whispered as she spasmed back onto his finger's breadth, he felt her pinko love canal tighten on them and drove them in hard and abstruse, then vibrated them side to side, from his carpus, as her whole body went taught in a few cramp of joy"Yeeeeeeessss fuuuuuccckkk"She squealed, held her heftiness taut and then relaxed.

Tom turned rotating on his knee to face her rear, lifted her up onto his lap by her tail, run forward and licked her pink lipped love canal ; she tasted bitter sweet, dissimilar to Sarah or pot, but now soaking wet with her succus and cum.

He delved his spit in between her tap lips easily, hunting with its tip not being for certain of dog general anatomy ; he soon found a flap of intemperate skin causing Becky to open an"ohhhhmmmm"gasp and a shiver when he licked it, teasing it repeatedly with his glossa for a minute or two.

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

He released her can, both his paw reached onto her articulatio coxae, 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 prat with her gasping at every driving in"oh, oh, oh, oh ”.

Tom leant over her spinal column, moving his hired hand forwards to take a breather on the floor either side of her, searched her cervix and gathered up some cervix pelt in his teeth. She knew what was coming"yes, yes, yes, Tom, that is so nice, I'm coming again, please"Becky begged, so Tom bit hard and she spasmed again, tensing around his ram rod cryptic inside her, she squealed"yeeeeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhssss"and tensed her body.

Tom held on until she relaxed, then released his bite, drew in a inscrutable hint and came up back onto his stifle again, withdrawing out of her, his member dripping with her cum. She collapsed on the level with a grunt"Gmphhhhh ”.

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

He rolled onto his back on the storey alongside her, face up, his dick reaching for the cap"raise on top, sit on my throbbing cock you worm, you have had your punishment, you have had your pleasure, now it is my turn"Tom commanded.

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

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

Becky sat up and straddled Tom's waistline, her paw guided his dick to its target. He felt the wetness of her sass on his bare tip. She was lowering herself down slowly, but Tom couldn't resist an extra twist. He grabbed her waist and pulled her down and raised his hips up to take into her, her sass opened wide, gasping silently in shock.

Now Tom could see her underbelly fine, finally able to learn her end up, he just hadn't notice before, her slim waist, the way her fur was trimmed, she had lovely knocker, small but perfectly rounded, with squeamish small mammilla that were hard. She was sitting in her own wet patch on Tom's hips, he could smell her sex, it filled the room, but she wasn't moving.

Tom slapped his fingerbreadth of one hand 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 manus to grasp her pelvis and ground their rosehip together, the wet patch between them felt squeamish and sticky.

Slowly Becky came back into the lilt of things, taking over the grinding workplace, so much so he released his traction on her pelvic arch and once more tucked his hands behind his headspring, looking up at her relaxed, enjoying watching her physical structure impaled on his shaft, grinding her genitalia to his, with her titty moving sweetly, Tom could see she from her grin and her response she had become awake again.

"spring up and down on my dick, I need pleasuring"said Tom, as he raised his hips up lifting her and dropped back to the floor, 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 rode up and down, using her behind stage beneath her to hoist her up then releasing to shake off rima oris out-of-doors grunting in time"uh, uh, uh, uh ”. Tom enjoyed the feel of her well lubricated tunnel, sliding up and down his throbbing shaft. Looking up at her again, he felt his balls give that familiar vellication. He was nearly there.

"bounce up and down squawk, I want to see your bosom spring"Tom said, knowing he couldn't last much longer, he slapped her lightly across her knocker again and returned his hands to behind his heading. Becky raised her presence pegleg over her head, paws together, giving Tom a take in, unexclusive view of her breasts as her own orgasm grew.

Becky upped the tempo and pumping up and down faster, rising richly enough to just keep his naked spade end just inside her sassing, then slapping down onto the increasing wet temporary hookup between them. Her white meat were bouncing for Tom to look up to. She grunted with each landing fortuity,"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 flag pole whilst arching her back, her breast flattening with her, her front branch and paws stretching up above her, in a cramp and Tom felt her muscles clench around the spade end of his spear then unit soundbox dropped onto his masthead pole pushing it mystifying inside her"Fuuuuuuccccckkkk"she squealed.

fountainhead, that was it. Seeing her orgasm climactic release, he could feel his own orgasm climax, releasing his own cum bursting inside her, she felt his warm liquid state flood into her. It was Tom's sprain"grmph, Beeeeeecccckkkkeeeeee you beauteeeee"He grabbed her hips and ground them to empty his balls. She squirmed in delight and collapsed onto him, her mind just above him, hugging him tightly and once again licking his grimace.

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

FUCK, thought Tom, jeez, this is top dog captain Robert Brown's girl, that will puddle 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 short patch, then Becky rose off him, licking him all over his wet privates, then came up to his aspect licking him and then managed a peck on his impudence.

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

"Oh, I don't guardianship about you and Kitty, Sarah or anyone else ; BUT if you screw any former kick dog in the village, I will bite your cock off, you are mine, I am your one and only bitch dog"Becky looked serious and to support that she put his wet flaccid limp prick in her mouth and made sure he could feel her dentition and gave it a nip and twist.

She got up and left the kitchen, leaving Tom spark advance there on the floor in a wet patch, short still pulled down onto his thighs. He quickly checked his hammer for blood ` jeez she is shivery when severe, I'm sure she meant it'he thought.

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

Afterwards he crept on a higher floor, got a refreshed towel out the linen paper cupboard and jumped in the shared exhibitioner, 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 eye tooth attributes he will take on after sharing nano-bots and DNA with Becky. SO long as he doesn't give chase his tail around or walk around with his lingua hanging out, he hoped.

He finished up, dried off, wrapped the towel around him, picked up his clothes, made sure the room was tidy up and presentable, called for Inner 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 sleep with me, I don't want you to be alone tonight, you've worked hard and proven yourself, I heard you with Becky and didn't want to miss you, so when I heard the shower running I just waited ”.

"Errr Yes, She wanted to talk and rationalize"

"Hmmm, there was a lot of squealing and grunting going on, sounded more like sex to me and a farseeing session 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 non-white mansion in thoroughgoing wickedness with his night vision cat's centre, making their way through the nighttime pub up to her chamber, which was bombastic being the replete width of the star sign with windows on both front and fundament scene of the pub ; her bed was possibly the largest he had ever seen.

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

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

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

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

Kitty went on,"I have made sea captain brown promise to work you back safely from your fishing slip ; we have lost nearly every off humans visitor to captain Brown taking them out on his fishing gravy holder, no one really knows where they go but he returns hours later without them."

Tom's passion was rising again, his limp peter was stiffening as blood made its way back filling it again, Kitty's flaccid paw fortuity was working its wizardly"It would be rude to waste it now"Tom said, rolling on top of pussy, kissing her"Sarah found doing it like us humans quite a kinky bend on, he joked"enjoying the feel of her gentle breasts against his chest.

Tom felt a comforting acquaintance on top of kitty, as her fur, like Sarah's felt more eiderdown, whereas Becky's dog fur felt more like shag pile carpeting in equivalence.

"I'm not convinced, but I will try it once"express mirth kitten, now stroking his bum face with her rear manus and his shoulder blades with her front mitt and grinding her hips into his stiffening rod.

Tom drifted his right hand down between her legs and reached his object, her pleasure palace was dripping wet already, he teased her initially with a vagabondage digit, then slipped his moment finger in between her moist palace lips to search out that warmth inside, he found that talebearer nub of severe lip, teasingly circling his digit tip around its nucleotide, causing pussycat to purr softly.

Tom sat up onto his articulatio genus, between Kitty's rear stage, enjoyed the view 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 knocker. 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 burrow, feeling his prepuce chute back exposing his attender tip.

"MMmmmmmmm, that is so nice"pool purred, Tom resting on his knees, gripped Kitty's hips and gave nice long slowly CVA, almost withdrawing then sliding back inscrutable inside her. Tom enjoyed Kitty's soft contact and her loving feeling, that coffee with a hint of nut, without Sarah's drug like heat fogging his thought process and vision he was really savouring this wonderful creature and the moment.

He longed to see those bosom bounce though, so he upped the energy level, now slapping into her sopping wet passion canal as he plunged into her repeatedly. pussycat reacted with fixture little gasps"oh, oh, oh, oh"as her own excitement rose and those breasts started bouncing and just like being basque clad they were popping up out of the fur bread and butter into full view, then dropping back with fluidity.

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

Wrapping his rim around her left breast, he sucked and credit crunch, releasing a pip-squeak of warm, copious milk into his mouth, slightly less viscous as Sarah's, causing Kitty to squeal with pleasance"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 safely contained in his closed lips. His chest leant onto her now deaden breast. Her mouth open, silently gasping at his rod lunged in and out, he hung over her. Looking into each early's kat'eye, his sass above hers and let a slabber out, lowered his lips and kissed, pushing his tongue into her mouth, sharing her Milk.

"Meeeeooooooow"Kitty Purred, Tom could finger her climax rising, tensing her muscles, inside and out, as his own inspiration deep in his own light beam, he dropped his head, nibbled her neck to find the powerful spot and bit her neck"Yeeeeeewwwwooooo"Kitty yelped as she arched her back as her orgasm climaxed, Tom felt her tunnel paries jam in on his calamus, he could no longer contain his own and released his warm spunk into her, pumping it and grinding his pelvic arch until the finally drop.

They held still, taut for a curtly patch, until Tom released his collation and came up to face up her and count into her deep yellow cats'eye, then gave her a deep buss, his natural language delving in to meet hers. Their kiss lingered whilst their bodies relaxed.

"MMmmmm I may need more practice at these human being location"Purred kitty, as she licked Tom in the now comrade post sex cleaning. Once finished they curled up, face to face, snuggling, pecking piffling kisses onto each other.

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

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