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It excited Tom at long death to be out and about exploring this new Earth at long last. Although he had promised puss to help at the pub with her human guests tonight. He was right about the pub's location, as they arrived at the bombastic thatched cap house overlooking the beach and low wall running around a small look lawn. A modest sign read"kitty's pub and B & B"on the gate that gave entry to the pub.

Initially they ignored the lounge and bar expanse. They climbed the stairs up to the second base, high in the roof. At the top of the stairs, Kitty showed him a closet way with a bed for him to use as"his"chamber, but really just for somewhere to stow his back pack and to go on up appearing. Pointing out that behind the next room access was pool's bedroom.

The starting time floor had a shared shower and toilet, and the Edgar Albert Guest ensuite rooms, which had wardrobe for guest. They got linen and made the bottom with actual duvets and pillows.

Back down on the terra firma flooring, in the kitchen, he received a blackness"Kitty's Pub"forestage and introduced to Brenda the chef, an sr. cat, who wore a smock and apron. Brenda was courteous, looked quizzically at kitty-cat, who quickly explained their story of Tom just looking for summer work and walking the seashore after losing his job.

kitten 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 people in them and rammed with thirty occupier. These could be in any pub anywhere in United Kingdom, in either world. Low ceilings, dark beam of light overhead with an give ardour in both.

pussycat said loudly to no one in fussy,"pussycat's pub,"surprising Tom.

Tom then heard from a speaker that couldn't see"Good good afternoon pussycat,"replied the pub.

"Add new person to level 1 admission, name 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 wrick lights on & off, ignition lock threshold and in an emergency brake set off fervency alarms. You just need to state lighter on / off, lock / unlock door and the pub will react"said kitty, shrugging off his dumbfound look.

She showed him what the various drinkable were and what would be expected of him, which was basically what Sarah's job was. It was all very familiar spirit and lots like his premature bar work, except that the clientele would be human sized cats and dogs, plus some headwaiter dogs who where to invite waiter serviced, as they all sit at a large table in the bay window of the bar, each on their own hindquarters and had their own individual mugs–which Tom had to study. The few other tabular array were small, using stools rather than chairs, the bar being surrounded with vacate, elbow joint high shelf for clientele to shore their beer on, all to keep space available in the modest bar area.

food was to be collected from the kitchen hatch and dirty dishes, empty beer glasses returned to the Saami hatching. The new dog will take them to keep the hatch clear. Kitty warned him about the new dog Becky, who was the daughter of the top dog Captain Robert Brown. He had asked kitty-cat to employ Becky as a personal favor, as they knew she was spoilt, self-important and hopefully a summer job would bring her down feather to terra firma, before she goes to university at the end of the summer.

There was a lot of to remember and etiquette to play along, but above all he was NOT to mistreat on any tails. He learnt the menu's, which were very close to his home counterparts, some tailored for cats, some for dogs and some for humans, but all could attract to anyone should they wish.

Gradually, as the afternoon wore on, local drifted in for their good afternoon draught, so Tom's storey was repeated multiple times. Some were police captain, and Tom managed to get the right wing crapulence and patsy to the right police chief. It shocked Tom when a few local dogs pinched his bum, in what was obviously some unruly tomfoolery.

Tom noticed his sense of feel was obviously a little more pronounced now, with each individual having their own unique smell and he could count how many were represent by just the number of mortal smells, although previously back"household"all he would have got smelt was wet dog.

These nano-bots and DNA were working there magic, Tom wondered what other ` world power'he could accrue and which ones would he want, certainly not a wagging can, fur or pointy ears. He did like the bonus of cat's night vision and was hoping to put it to good use.

Becky arrived in the kitchen and they were introduced, Tom took an insistent dislike to her, she was aloof, even to Kitty. She wouldn't make eye inter-group communication or even bend to shake his paw. He thought she looked like a spaniel, but like all the dogs in this world, her snout was shorter than dogs back home.

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

The human phratry arrived comprising a duo with their two baby, one young lad and a top toilsome XX something daughter with light-haired hair. So Tom introduced himself ; they had walked naut mi 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 infelicitous with the shared way, mother and daughter in one with father and son in the other–as the pub was too belittled for family rooms and the son too Whitney Young for his own. The mother disapproved of Tom's shaggy appearance, commenting that he was obviously spending too very much time with dogs.

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

He left them to screen them-selves out and checked in with pussycat, then rushed back to the cascade with a towel and some borrowed scissors to rinse, brush up, and tidy his beard and hair's-breadth. To be bonny to the mother, he was looking a footling bedraggled.

Back down in the bar top dog maitre d' Brown was in, everyone was listening to anything he said. Tom laid out one board in the waiting area for the humans, with carte du jour, chicken feed and cutlery ; as he finished, he turned to determine the Top Dog stood behind him.

"So you're Tom ?"he said, holding his hired man out"pot told me your account, you'll be fishing with me in the good morning, jackpot thinks you will be finished with the humans breakfast by 9:30, so total down to the beach by 10 and we'll be off."

Tom held his bridge player and shook, he had a very hard handshaking from old age 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 see you senior pilot brown, I think I will enjoy that, although I'm sorry I may not be a very good fisherman, but I will try,"said Tom, scared half to Death, hoping he could worm out of it.

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

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

The even seemed to fly by ; the human family came down, ordered their food and drinks, with topical anesthetic also ordering drink and solid food, including waiting on the captain's table or clearing tables, so Tom was rushing around.

Although every time he returned to the hatch it was full phase of the moon, Becky wasn't clearing them, getting Tom very frustrated. Meaning he had to enter the kitchen, each prison term he asked Becky to brighten the hatching but without any results. He finally lost it when he had to enter the kitchen fully laden to obtain Becky leaning over a retort, scrolling through what looked like a fashion magazine.

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

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

Tom glanced at Brenda, who just shrugged in espousal, 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 domestic dog than he could with students at his old scholar bar.

Tom placed his load down in the finish space on a countertop and walked up behind Becky, fuming. Before he knew it he slapped her hard across the arse and pulled her can at the base, she turned with her lips in a snarl, but Tom was already stood above her looking down and sternly said"Becky do your JOB, clear that hachure and lavation up, Brenda needs space to work."Then he turned and stormed out with the next 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 boisterous room, he could be in a interfering pub anywhere in either world, he was used to this.

This particular trip across the bar was harder than about, as rule he wound his way around slopped groups of Young dogs and bitches, stepping over nates as he went but this time tails just seemed to come out of nowhere, forcing him to stand on the Lapp spot, juggling on one infantry. As soon as he went to take a step, to station his second foot down tails would just ruffle 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 humour of the way and its occupants, swallowed and said in his brassy part"OK guys you've had your fun, good put-on, you win, but unless these poop stop wagging under my fundament your beer is going to be tender and your food cold."

There was a cold-shoulder pause, with everyone's optic turned onto him, then the entire room burst into laughter and cheers. All the posterior withdrew and the police chief all smiled, Tom sighed, relieved. He safely deposited the beers as captains toasted him and smiled appreciatively with one saying,"unspoilt game, you lasted foresighted than well-nigh, well done lad."

As he returned with the empty trash, the clientele showed approvals with quarter round up, smack on his back, laughing nods and the odd nip on his bum. He was even more pleased to find an empty hatch. Peering through he saw Becky working hard away, Brenda turned and smiled at him approvingly as he deposited the glasses. For the rest of the nighttime, the hatch remained clear.

The human kin in the lounge had finished their meal and were going exterior, but the daughter didn't privation to go. She remained at the table with her swallow, 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 shelves with white glasses. He went up to her, put and arm around her and gave her a batch on the cheek, to make restitution for slapping her so hard other,"well done, thanks for keeping the hatch earn Beck's it was so much gentle thanks."As he dropped his handwriting from her waist to walk away, he pinched her bum playfully and left.

The evening wore on and slowly the patronage diminished ; the captains were long gone, leaving just an senior 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 intemperately and Becky needed a talking to, but I can't danger upsetting Captain Brown University myself,"she smiled and left. Kitty was tidying up the bar area, then asked if he could put chairs on tables to sweep up, whilst she walked the old cat back up the long Hill base.

Tom did as asked, then worked his way through the pub calling"light off,"but he could still smell out just one remaining dog, following the scent he went into the kitchen which was dimly lit by fly killing ultraviolet light Christ Within 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 estimate her body language or temperament"Thanks for tonight, it helped a lot with it being so busy ”.

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

As he was now within a measure from her, she stood up straightforward and reached for his shank with her front line wooden leg, as soon as her paws were in contact, he felt hook dig into his cutis through his shorts and she pulled him in close up tight to her.

"No one has ever spoken to me that way, nor spanked me, I want you to fuck me."she said in a whisper pseud sexy voice.

"Ahem, you're too Brigham Young for me,"Tom hoped he was right ; he still hadn't warmed to this exceptional kick dog.

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

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

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

She dropped her headspring floor with his crotch and her paw only just loosened his belt and undid the waist push button. She ignored the zip, yanked his shorts down to above his knees. She pulled his boxers down just enough to release his now half grown member that was quickly filling. At start she was clumsy, one-half trouncing, half biting as her front canine dentition pairs nearly pierced him, Tom realised this maybe her first nose candy job.

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

She obliged,"Sorry, I am not experienced, is this amend ?"as she changed her technique, her canine fang dentition straddled his dick, making a nail down sharp gate way into her back talk. 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 need to punish me for being a bad bitch ”. She pulled forward but modified her position, so he was no longer head on, with his rod to the side of her mouth, this was a lot wagerer. She tried to suck but couldn't quite get it right, but his light beam continued growing and throbbing.

At least this was now beginning to experience not too bad a blow job. He held her pinna tight at their base and slid her in and out on his dick, at least there was ample spittle to stay fresh him lubricated and her mouth was warm. So Tom pulled her headspring in pie-eyed to him.

Even through his foreskin his tip felt the harshness of the roof of her mouth and then her pharynx, causing her to gag.

He pulled out, with his cutis covered spade end just inside her sass, then plunged back in to get her gagging again. He was now fully toilsome and enjoying the tone of power as she behaved subservient. He got into a cycle of pumping her top dog whilst he thought on his following move ; her spittle was drooling all over his crotch and onto the floor.

"Get on all quatern, turn around and present your rump to me"Tom commanded"I want to see your juicy bitch puss ”. She obliged, her front legs bedspread bird of Jove on the floor, her rear end raised in the air, tail twitching vertical.

He could see her rear exposing two targets for him, one small dry genius like crater and below her pink lipped petal slit dripping wet, leaking onto her rear fur, one part of him just wanted to force back his pecker in but he also wanted to drag this out tenacious, enjoying it more than he would have thought. He grabbed the base of her tail assembly with his left hand deal and with his veracious hand swung a hard smack across her rump, she shook with jounce twisting sideways and gasped"stop still, you are to be punished"Tom tried to fathom commanding, finding that this was a bully round on and he was enjoying it maybe a little Sir Thomas More than he should.

He pulled her back into status using her seat, holding it strong at the base. He slapped her again, just as hard, with the flat of his hand ; she only twitched this time but still made a lighter gasp"Umph ”. To pester her, he stroked her one boldness softly with his free manus, letting his pollex stroke the dampness well trimmed fur close to her wet drooling pink flower petal slit.

A ripple of pleasance ran through her, quick as a twinkling he slapped her behind again, then softly ruffled her nates fur, ovolo 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 best, I've been bad and want my punishment"Becky gasped in her normal voice, no longer trying to sound aphrodisiac. ‘ Slap'Tom hit her again, Tom alternated between teasing her dry rimmed crater above and her wet dripping pink lipped incision below and slapping her hard, with the odd double slap or just removing his hand from her rump to take back softly to tease her.

Tom now was so elicit he was salivating at her wet bottom, dying to get inside. She was quivering at her own arousal - he wanted in. On the next smacking, as his manus returned to softly bait her glistening ping lips, this time he slipped a digit 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 base and pulled her back by her fag end so he was on her left side, to gain 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 fingers in and out, now and then he would quickly pull them out and either slap or stroke her wet rear, to slide both back in. She shook with pleasure and prevision, not knowing what to expect next.

He pulled his fingers free, using the flatbed of his finger's breadth wiped the succus soaked trimmed fur under her wet erotic love canal up to her little dry crater above, repeatedly to wet and lubricate it, patting it lightly to beleaguer, she tensed and relaxed her little Crater's muscle, not knowing what was going to come about or when.

He patted her dripping pinko lipped sleep together canal and slipped in his second finger and with his thumb pressed on her now wet little butt crater, she tensed"relax Becks or it will hurt more, decompress, you are to be a dear bitch now, I want to pleasure you ”.

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

He hooked his middle fingerbreadth into her wet rap love canal, keeping his pollex inside her crater's cave above it ; it wasn't easy as her she was fast and pushing back. So he released it to try Becky yelp"yooow ”, but drove his two digit in and out her dripping rap epithelial duct with bully speed.

Becky was quivering to a greater extent and more than"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 pink love canal tighten on them and get them in hard and trench, then vibrated them side to side, from his wrist, as her unit body went taught in a few spasms of delight"Yeeeeeeessss fuuuuuccckkk"She squealed, held her muscles taut and then relaxed.

Tom turned rotating on his knees to face her nates, lifted her up onto his lap by her arse, run forward and licked her pink lipped do it canal ; she tasted bitter sweet, unlike to Sarah or Kitty, but now soaking wet with her juice and cum.

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

Tom then raised up on his knee joint, pressed his rigid ram rod against her wet pink love canalize brim and drove it in deep, she squealed"yeeeeooooowww ”, she was so plastered on his shaft his foreskin pulled back sharply even with all the lubrication inside her.

He released her empennage, both his bridge player reached onto her pelvic arch, just to where he knew was right, held tight digging his finger in and pulled her into him, started pumping in and out. She soon responded in synch and soon he was bouncing off her rump with her gasping at every drive in"oh, oh, oh, oh ”.

Tom leant over her binding, moving his men forwards to rest on the floor either side of meat of her, searched her neck and gathered up some cervix skin in his tooth. She knew what was coming"yes, yes, yes, Tom, that is so courteous, I'm coming again, please"Becky begged, so Tom bit operose and she spasmed again, tensing around his ram rod deep inside her, she squealed"yeeeeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhssss"and tensed her body.

Tom held on until she relaxed, then released his bite, drew in a deep intimation and came up back onto his genu 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 rock hard and his testicle 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 level alongside her, side up, his dick reaching for the roof"ascent on top, sit on my throbbing cock you worm, you have had your punishment, you have had your pleasance, now it is my turn"Tom commanded.

Becky rose, looking at him timeworn and offend"but I am exhausted. How can you be still punishing ?"

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

Becky sat up and straddled Tom's waist, her paw guided his shaft to its target area. He felt the wetness of her lips on his bare tip. She was lowering herself down slowly, but Tom couldn't resist an extra wind. He grabbed her shank and pulled her down and raised his hips up to drive into her, her mouth opened extensive, gasping silently in shock.

Now Tom could see her underbelly mulct, finally able to study her end up, he just hadn't observation before, her slim waist, the way her fur was trimmed, she had lovely boob, small but perfectly rounded, with nice low nipples 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 fingers of one hired 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 hands to grasp her hips and ground their hips together, the wet patch between them felt nice and sticky.

Slowly Becky came back into the swing of things, taking over the detrition study, so much so he released his grip on her rosehip and once more tucked his hands behind his head, looking up at her relaxed, enjoying watching her dead body impaled on his shaft, grinding her fork to his, with her boob moving sweetly, Tom could see she from her smile and her reactions she had become arouse again.

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

Becky got the idea and bait up and down, using her posterior legs beneath her to lift her up then releasing to drop mouth open grunting in time"uh, uh, uh, uh ”. Tom enjoyed the feel of her well lubricate tunnel, sliding up and down his throbbing prick. Looking up at her again, he felt his balls give that comrade twitching. He was nearly there.

"bouncing up and down bitch, I want to see your boob leap"Tom said, knowing he couldn't conclusion much longer, he slapped her lightly across her breast again and returned his script to behind his head. Becky raised her front line pegleg over her head, paws together, giving Tom a clear, unrestricted opinion of her breasts as her own orgasm grew.

Becky upped the tempo and pumping up and down faster, rising gamey enough to just preserve his naked jigaboo end just inside her lips, then slapping down onto the increasing wet patch between them. Her chest were bouncing for Tom to admire. She grunted with each landing stroke,"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 pegleg and paws stretching up above her, in a spasm and Tom felt her muscles clench around the spade end of his shaft then whole consistency dropped onto his flag magnetic pole pushing it deep inside her"Fuuuuuuccccckkkk"she squealed.

well, that was it. Seeing her orgasms climactic passing, he could finger his own orgasm climax, releasing his own cum bursting inside her, she felt his strong liquidity flood into her. It was Tom's turn"grmph, Beeeeeecccckkkkeeeeee you beauteeeee"He grabbed her pelvic arch and run aground them to discharge his balls. 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 nasty dog, I know people don't like me, I don't know why, I try, I do try for mass 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 mystery 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 patch, then Becky rose off him, licking him all over his wet crotch, then came up to his face licking him and then managed a peck on his nerve.

"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 fount again"thanks again - lover ”.

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

She got up and left the kitchen, leaving Tom jumper cable there on the floor in a wet plot, short circuit still pulled down onto his thighs. He quickly checked his stopcock for rip ` 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 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 upstairs, got a fresh towel out the linen cupboard and jumped in the shared shower, nowhere near as nice as Sarah but he was gummy and sweaty, he must launder 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 chase his tail around or take the air around with his tongue hanging out, he hoped.

He finished up, dried off, wrapped the towel around him, picked up his clothes, made sure the room was healthy and presentable, called for lights off, opened the door and stepped out into the hall, his cats eyes giving him a straighten out survey of the hallway.

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

"I wanted you to know you can sleep with me, I don't want you to be alone this evening, you've worked hard and raise 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 mouth and justify"

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

Tom enjoyed his new ability to rove a dark mansion in complete darkness with his nighttime vision cat's middle, making their way through the dark pub up to her sleeping room, which was large being the replete width of the house with windows on both front and butt aspects of the pub ; her bed was possibly the big he had ever seen.

He dropped the towel and his dress and joined her on the bed where they curled up font to grimace 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 care to let the fortune to go forth start marks on my roof electron beam, like Sarah has above her bed,"pussy said winking at him with a knowing smile as she stroked his gimp member teasingly.

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

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

pussy went on,"I have made master brown promise to bring you back safely from your fishing slip ; we have lost nearly every off world visitor to captain Brown taking them out on his sportfishing boat, no one really knows where they go but he returns 60 minutes later without them."

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

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

"I'm not convinced, but I will try it once"laugh pot, now stroking his bum cheeks with her rear paws and his articulatio humeri brand with her front paws and grinding her hips into his stiffening rod.

Tom drifted his right handwriting down between her legs and reached his target, her pleasure palace was dripping wet already, he teased her initially with a roving finger, then slipped his moment digit in between her moist palace lips to search out that warmth inside, he found that telltale nub of hard lip, teasingly circling his finger's breadth tip around its base, causing pool to purr softly.

Tom sat up onto his knees, between Kitty's stern legs, enjoyed the aspect 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 cutis clad tip with her juicy garden pink lips, feeling her wetness and she his hot tip. He slipped slowly inside her juice filled tunnel, feeling his foreskin slide back exposing his attender tip.

"MMmmmmmmm, that is so nice"pussycat purred, Tom resting on his knees, gripped Kitty's hips and gave nice long slow slash, almost withdrawing then sliding back cryptic inside her. Tom enjoyed Kitty's flaccid liaison and her loving smell, that coffee with a hint of nut, without Sarah's drug like heat fogging his sentiment and visual modality he was really savouring this wonderful beast and the second.

He longed to see those breasts bounce though, so he upped the Energy Department levels, now slapping into her sopping wet love epithelial duct as he plunged into her repeatedly. pot reacted with unconstipated little pant"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 support into full view, then dropping back with fluidity.

Tom leant over, kissing her underbelly, working his way up, until he had to put out her hips and move his hands up under her pep pill arm pits, onto the bed. He could now buss her breasts, but he wanted to savour her, like Sarah, he wanted to nurse her.

Wrapping his lip around her left breast, he sucked and squeeze, releasing a jet of warm, rich milk into his mouth, slightly less glutinous as Sarah's, causing Kitty to squeal with pleasure"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 close up lips. His thorax leant onto her now damp knocker. Her mouth open, silently gasping at his rod lunged in and out, he hung over her. Looking into each other's cats'oculus, his lips above hers and let a dribble out, lowered his lips and kissed, pushing his tongue into her lip, sharing her milk.

"Meeeeooooooow"Kitty Purred, Tom could find her climax revolt, tensing her muscles, inside and out, as his own stirrings deep in his own jibe, he dropped his top dog, nibbled her neck to rule the correctly spot and bit her neck"Yeeeeeewwwwooooo"pot yelped as she arched her back as her orgasm climaxed, Tom felt her burrow paries crush in on his lance, he could no longer contain his own and released his warm spunk into her, pumping it and grinding his hip until the utmost drop.

They held still, taut for a short piece, until Tom released his bite and came up to face her and bet into her deep sensationalistic big cat'eyes, then gave her a recondite kiss, his tongue delving in to meet hers. Their buss lingered whilst their bodies relaxed.

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

Tom felt comfortable and safe in kitty's limb 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 enough positivist votes and constructive comments ! *******