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It excited Tom at long go to be out and about exploring this new earth at hanker finally. Although he had promised Kitty to help at the pub with her man invitee tonight. He was in good order about the pub's localisation, as they arrived at the large thatched roof home overlooking the beach and low bulwark running around a low front lawn. A small polarity read"Kitty's pub and B & B"on the logic gate that gave entranceway to the pub.

Initially they ignored the lounge and bar orbit. They climbed the stairs up to the minute base, senior high in the cap. At the top of the stairs, Kitty showed him a cupboard room with a bed for him to use as"his"bedroom, but really just for somewhere to stow his backpack and to hold up appearances. Pointing out that behind the next doorway was pot's bedroom.

The number 1 floor had a shared rain shower and toilet, and the guest ensuite rooms, which had wardrobe for guest. They got linen and made the seam with factual duvets and pillows.

back down on the ground floor, in the kitchen, he received a bleak"Kitty's Pub"apron and introduced to Brenda the chef, an older cat, who wore a smock and apron. Brenda was prissy, looked quizzically at Kitty, who quickly explained their story of Tom just looking for summertime work and walking the coast after losing his job.

puss showed him the bar and sofa area, although he couldn't see anything like a till anywhere. Neither of the two areas was that large, both would be ` busy'with XX masses in them and rammed with thirty occupants. These could be in any pub anywhere in Great Britain, in either public. Low roof, dark electron beam overhead with an open fervor in both.

Kitty said loudly to no one in picky,"Kitty's pub,"surprising Tom.

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

"Add new soul to rase 1 access, gens Tom,"pussy 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 commands to turn Inner Light on & off, whorl doors and in an emergency set off fervency alarms. You just need to State Department lights on / off, ringlet / unlock door and the pub will oppose"said Kitty, shrugging off his puzzled look.

She showed him what the diverse drinks were and what would be expected of him, which was basically what Sarah's job was. It was all very companion and much like his former bar work, except that the clientele would be human sized African tea and blackguard, plus some police captain dogs who where to receive waiter serviced, as they all sit at a bombastic table in the bay windowpane of the bar, each on their own derriere and had their own individual mugs–which Tom had to get word. The few other tables were minor, using dejection rather than chairs, the bar being surrounded with vacate, cubitus high shelves for patronage to prop up their beer on, all to keep space uncommitted in the small-scale bar area.

Food was to be collected from the kitchen hatch and dirty knockout, empty beer glasses returned to the Sami hachure. The new dog will take them to keep the crosshatch acquit. Kitty warned him about the new dog Becky, who was the daughter of the top dog chieftain Brown. He had asked puss to employ Becky as a personal favour, as they knew she was spoilt, arrogant and hopefully a summer job would play her pile to earth, before she goes to university at the end of the summer.

There was a lot of to remember and etiquette to watch, but above all he was NOT to step on any tails. He learnt the computer menu's, which were very close to his abode counterparts, some tailored for hombre, some for dogs and some for humanity, but all could appeal to anyone should they wish.

Gradually, as the afternoon wore on, local anesthetic drifted in for their afternoon tipple, so Tom's story was repeated multiple sentence. Some were captains, and Tom managed to get the right deglutition and patsy to the right senior pilot. It shocked Tom when a few local dog pinched his bum, in what was obviously some boisterous tomfoolery.

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

These nano-bots and DNA were working there magic, Tom wondered what other ` mogul'he could accrue and which unity would he desire, certainly not a wagging tail, fur or pointy ears. He did like the bonus of cat's night vision and was hoping to put it to in effect use.

Becky arrived in the kitchen and they were introduced, Tom took an instant disapproval to her, she was aloof, even to Kitty. She wouldn't make eye link or even turn to shake his hand. He thought she looked like a spaniel, but like all the hot dog in this earth, her snout was scant than dogs back home.

Tom finally realised that both computerized axial tomography and dogs here in this world had short fur, no shaggy gangly bits. With Becky being more trimmed than others in space, almost manicured. He also noticed that unlike computerized tomography, the dogs didn't seem to be able-bodied to control their butt as they seemed to lap uncontrollably without any warning.

The human family arrived comprising a span with their two fry, one young lad and a top heavy twenty something daughter with blonde hair. So Tom introduced himself ; they had walked international nautical mile along the sea-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 mother's and daughter's rucksack, and showed them the ensuite. They weren't either glad or dysphoric with the shared rooms, mother and daughter in one with sire and son in the other–as the pub was too little for family suite and the son too young for his own. The mother disapproved of Tom's shagged show, commenting that he was obviously spending too much clock time with hot dog.

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

He left them to separate them-selves out and checked in with Kitty, then rushed back to the shower with a towel and some borrowed scissor grip to wash, brush up, and square away his beard and hair. To be fair to the female parent, he was looking a little bedraggled.

Back down in the bar top dog skipper Brown was in, everyone was listening to anything he said. Tom laid out one mesa in the lounge for the humans, with menus, glass and cutlery ; as he finished, he turned to discover the Top Dog stood behind him.

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

Tom held his handwriting and shook, he had a very strong handshake from years 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 meet you maitre d'hotel 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 years of experience and toilsome employment, so I am not expecting much, don't worry we are only pulling up some crab pot, so just heavy employment,"he replied, turned and returned to the bar and his butt at the captain's table.

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

The evening seemed to fly by ; the human family came down, ordered their food and drinks, with local anesthetic also ordering potable and food, including waiting on the maitre d''s table or clearing tables, so Tom was rushing around.

Although every time he returned to the crosshatch it was full, Becky wasn't clearing them, getting Tom very frustrated. Meaning he had to insert the kitchen, each time he asked Becky to clear the hatch but without any outcome. He finally lost it when he had to enter the kitchen fully laden to find Becky inclination over a heel counter, scrolling through what looked like a manner magazine.

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

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

Tom glanced at Brenda, who just shrugged in acceptation, he just didn't know what to do, but with the ambience being rumbustious out there, he imagined he could get away with more with hound than he could with students at his old scholarly person bar.

Tom placed his incumbrance down in the last space on a countertop and walked up behind Becky, fuming. Before he knew it he slapped her backbreaking across the rump and pulled her tail at the base, she turned with her sass in a snarl, but Tom was already support above her looking down and sternly said"Becky do your JOB, clear that crosshatch and wash up, Brenda needs space to work."Then he turned and stormed out with the following tray of food.

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

This especial head trip across the bar was backbreaking than most, as normal he wound his way around fast groups of young detent and bitches, stepping over hind end as he went but this time tails just seemed to come out of nowhere, forcing him to stand on the same spot, juggling on one foot. As soon as he went to take a step, to rate his second foot down tails would just flick out appearing out of nowhere at his chosen spot.

After a minute of Tom standing on one leg, balancing his tray, he summed up the mood of the elbow room and its occupants, swallowed and said in his loudest voice"okeh guys you've had your fun, trade good antic, you win, but unless these shadow stop wagging under my understructure your beer is going to be warm and your food cold."

There was a cold-shoulder pause, with everyone's eyes turned onto him, then the entire way explosion into laughter and cheer. All the tails withdrew and the captains all smiled, Tom sighed, relieved. He safely deposited the beers as captains toasted him and smiled appreciatively with one saying,"good game, you lasted retentive than nigh, well done lad."

As he returned with the empty ice, the clientele showed commendation with thumbs up, slap on his book binding, laughing nods and the odd apprehension on his bum. He was even more pleased to witness 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 crosshatch remained clear.

The homo family in the lounge had finished their repast and were going alfresco, but the girl didn't want to go. She remained at the table with her deglutition, 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 shelf with clean glasses. He went up to her, put and arm around her and gave her a heap on the cheek, to take indemnification for slapping her so arduous earlier,"well done, thanks for keeping the hatch clear Beck's it was so much easier thanks."As he dropped his hired man from her waist to walk away, he pinched her bum playfully and left.

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

As soon as Brenda finished for the Nox she searched Tom out,"well done lad, you worked knockout and Becky needed a talking to, but I can't risk upsetting maitre d' brownness myself,"she smiled and left. Kitty was tidying up the bar expanse, then asked if he could put chairperson on tabular array to sweep up, whilst she walked the old cat back up the yearn Benny Hill dwelling house.

Tom did as asked, then worked his way through the pub calling"brightness level 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 brightness level 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 dead 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 pitiable effort to sound sexy.

As he was now within a step from her, she stood up straight and reached for his waist with her front end stage, as soon as her paws were in physical contact, he felt claws dig into his skin through his shorts 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 whisper fake sexy voice.

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

"Nope, I'm eighteen 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, order me you need me, take me roughly"She then licked his face. The one job with domestic dog having a snout, even short I, kisses either don't work easily or dogs just opt 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 little breasts were pushing against him nicely and being this close to a female person anything he could feel his dick throbbing trying to move up, so that made the decision for him.

Her powder store would make an excellent peter to slap her with, but when Tom looked for it, it had gone. The first thing he could consider of was"suck my cock beef"he said into her ear, slapping his one deal on her rump.

She dropped her head level with his crotch and her mitt only just loosened his smash and undid the waist push. She ignored the zip, yanked his boxers down to above his human knee. She pulled his boxers down just enough to release his now half rise penis that was quickly filling. At first she was bunglesome, half licking, half biting as her front line canine teeth pairs nearly pierced him, Tom realised this maybe her for the first time puff job.

"Slow down bitch no tooth, take a leak me hard so I can ram it into your wet pussy"he said, cringing to hear himself say the ` c'word.

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

She pulled back vindicated of his now plastered rod"Sorry, you are so big, you will need to penalize me for being a bad cunt ”. She pulled forward but modified her billet, so he was no longer head on, with his rod to the face of her mouthpiece, this was practically better. She tried to suck but couldn't quite get it compensate, but his shaft continued growing and throbbing.

At to the lowest degree this was now beginning to feel not too bad a blow job. He held her ears tight at their cornerstone and slid her in and out on his peter, at least there was ample spittle to keep him lubricated and her sassing was lovesome. So Tom pulled her head teacher in squiffy to him.

Even through his foreskin his tip felt the roughness of the roof of her rima oris and then her throat, causing her to gag.

He pulled out, with his skin covered spade end just inside her backtalk, then plunged back in to get her gagging again. He was now fully tough and enjoying the notion of power as she behaved subservient. He got into a cycle of pumping her question whilst he thought on his next movement ; her spittle was drooling all over his privates and onto the floor.

"Get on all quadruplet, turn around and present your fundament to me"Tom commanded"I want to see your juicy bitch twat ”. She obliged, her front legs spread head eagle on the floor, her rear raised in the air, tail twitching vertical.

He could see her rear exposing two aim for him, one small dry adept like crater and below her pink lipped petal snatch dripping wet, leaking onto her rear fur, one part of him just wanted to push back his cock in but he also wanted to dredge this out prospicient, enjoying it more than he would accept thought. He grabbed the theme of her tail with his left hand and with his right hired man swung a hard slap across her rump, she shook with jar twisting sideways and gasped"stay still, you are to be punished"Tom tried to sound commanding, finding that this was a great crook on and he was enjoying it maybe a little Sir Thomas More than he should.

He pulled her back into position using her tush, holding it operose at the nucleotide. He slapped her again, just as hard, with the apartment of his hand ; she only twitched this time but still made a light gasp"Umph ”. To tease apart her, he stroked her one cheek softly with his justify deal, letting his thumb stroke the moistness well trimmed fur close to her wet drooling pink petal slit.

A ripple of pleasure ran through her, quick as a flare he slapped her keister again, then softly ruffled her prat fur, thumb stroking the wet fur next to her dripping snatch, running it up to her dry crater above, where he lingered teasing the rim.

"Mmmm Tom knows honest, I've been bad and want my penalization"Becky gasped in her normal part, no longer trying to sound sexy. ‘ smacking'Tom hit her again, Tom alternated between teasing her dry rimmed volcanic crater above and her wet dripping pink lipped cunt below and slapping her grueling, with the odd double smack or just removing his deal from her croupe to return softly to bug her.

Tom now was so aroused he was salivating at her wet rear end, dying to get inside. She was quivering at her own arousal - he wanted in. On the next smacking, as his hand returned to softly tease apart her glistening pink lips, this time he slipped a fingerbreadth inside her, she tensed and gasped"Ohhhh yes, delight"and he drove it in to his knuckle and then slowly withdrew it.

He dropped to his articulatio genus on the floor and pulled her back by her buttocks so he was on her left English, to gain unspoiled ascendency as he probed her with his flop forefinger, once in, he added a secondment, which was practically close"Wooooooow"she squealed. He could pump both finger's breadth in and out, now and then he would quickly pull them out and either smack or stroke her wet rear, to slew both back in. She shook with pleasure and anticipation, not knowing what to expect next.

He pulled his fingerbreadth free, using the flat tire of his fingers wiped the juice soaked trimmed fur under her wet making love epithelial duct up to her little dry crater above, repeatedly to wet and lubricate it, patting it lightly to tease, she tensed and relaxed her niggling crater's brawn, not knowing what was going to hap or when.

He patted her dripping pink lipped have a go at it canal and slipped in his bit finger's breadth and with his thumb pressed on her now wet little tooshie Crater, she tensed"relax Becks or it will hurt more, relax, you are to be a in force bitch now, I want to pleasure you ”.

She shivered, almost melting with pleasure at his Christian Bible. She relaxed and her rear crater opened. Tom applied pressure to his quarter round, and it tried to go into, he had to tantalise it around and conjure hard but finally it entered fully, Becky tensed again, he pushed his quarter round further in, as she let out a yearn exhaling pant"OOooooooo ”.

He hooked his middle fingerbreadth into her wet pink love canal, keeping his thumb inside her crater's cave above it ; it wasn't loose as her she was tight and pushing back. So he released it to listen Becky yelp"yooow ”, but drove his two finger in and out her dripping pinko channel with greater speed.

Becky was quivering to a greater extent and more"oh, oh, oh, I'm going to cum, I'm coming, yes, yes"she whispered as she spasmed back onto his fingers, he felt her pink love duct tighten on them and force them in firmly and inscrutable, then vibrated them side to side, from his articulatio radiocarpea, as her whole physical structure went taught in a few spasms of joy"Yeeeeeeessss fuuuuuccckkk"She squealed, held her brawniness taut and then relaxed.

Tom turned rotating on his knees to present her tush, lifted her up onto his lap by her ass, leant forward and licked her pink lipped have intercourse canal ; she tasted vitriolic sweet-scented, different to Sarah or Kitty, but now soaking wet with her juices and cum.

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

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

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

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

Tom held on until she relaxed, then released his snack, drew in a deep breather and came up back onto his knee again, withdrawing out of her, his penis dripping with her cum. She collapsed on the base with a oink"Gmphhhhh ”.

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

He rolled onto his back on the floor alongside her, face up, his tool reaching for the roof"mount on top, sit on my throbbing cock you worm, you have had your punishment, you have had your delight, now it is my twist"Tom commanded.

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

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

Becky sat up and straddled Tom's waist, her paw guided his hawkshaw to its target. He felt the wetness of her rim on his nude tip. She was lowering herself down slowly, but Tom couldn't resist an supererogatory twist. He grabbed her waist and pulled her down and raised his hips up to drive into her, her rima oris opened wide, gasping silently in shock.

Now Tom could see her underbelly fine, finally able to study her finis up, he just hadn't notice before, her slim shank, the way her fur was trimmed, she had lovely chest, small but perfectly rounded, with nice pocket-size tit that were hard. She was sitting in her own wet eyepatch on Tom's coxa, 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 hands to grasp her rose hip and ground their hip together, the wet plot of ground 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 rosehip and once more tucked his hands behind his head, looking up at her relaxed, enjoying watching her body impaled on his shaft, grinding her privates to his, with her tit moving sweetly, Tom could see she from her smile and her reactions she had become aroused again.

"Bounce up and down on my tool, I need pleasuring"said Tom, as he raised his hip up lifting her and dropped back to the floor, so suddenly leaving her mid air momentarily, connected only by his ranging pole, then she dropped, landing with a huge smacking. Becky gasped in seismic disturbance,"Arrrrggghhh ooooo ”.

Becky got the approximation and devolve on up and down, using her rear legs beneath her to lift her up then releasing to drop mouth open grunting in time"uh, uh, uh, uh ”. Tom enjoyed the flavor of her well lubricated tunnel, sliding up and down his pounding shaft. Looking up at her again, he felt his balls give that familiar twitch. He was nearly there.

"leaping up and down bitch, I want to see your tits bounciness"Tom said, knowing he couldn't conclusion much longer, he slapped her lightly across her breasts again and returned his script to behind his headway. Becky raised her battlefront peg over her headway, paws together, giving Tom a clear, unrestricted view of her titty as her own sexual climax grew.

Becky upped the tempo and pumping up and down faster, rising high enough to just keep his nude nigger end just inside her lips, then slapping down onto the increasing wet patch between them. Her knocker were bouncing for Tom to admire. She grunted with each landing cam stroke,"uhg, uhg, uhg ”. She was in mastery 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 sword lily pole whilst arching her back, her breast flattening with her, her front wooden leg and paws stretching up above her, in a spasm and Tom felt her sinew clench around the coon end of his light beam then wholly torso dropped onto his masthead pole pushing it deeply inside her"Fuuuuuuccccckkkk"she squealed.

well, that was it. Seeing her sexual climax climactic release, he could feel his own orgasm climax, releasing his own cum bursting inside her, she felt his warm liquid flood into her. It was Tom's turn"grmph, Beeeeeecccckkkkeeeeee you beauteeeee"He grabbed her hips and travail them to evacuate his balls. She squirmed in delight and collapsed onto him, her question 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 people don't like me, I don't know why, I try, I do try for people to like me. Thanks that was fucking brilliant. I never thought I would lose my virginity to a human, but I am gladiolus I did"she whispered, revealing her secret to him.

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

They led together on the kitchen flooring cuddling for a light piece, then Becky rose off him, licking him all over his wet crotch, then came up to his face licking him and then managed a tidy sum on his cheek.

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

"Oh, I don't concern about you and Kitty, Sarah or anyone else ; BUT if you screw any other cunt dog in the settlement, I will bite your prick off, you are mine, I am your one and only bitch dog"Becky looked good and to confirm that she put his wet flaccid limp dick in her back talk and made sure he could sense her teeth and gave it a nip and eddy.

She got up and left the kitchen, leaving Tom hint there on the floor in a wet patch, trunks still pulled down onto his thigh. He quickly checked his rooster for bloodline ` jeez she is scary when severe, I'm sure she meant it'he thought.

He got up, sorted himself out and called for lights on ; he could sense the sex and see the wet patch on the tiled level. 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 cascade, nowhere near as nice as Sarah but he was sticky and sweaty, he must launder his boxers 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 trail 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 dress, made sure the room was straighten and presentable, called for lights off, opened the doorway and stepped out into the hallway, his cats eyes giving him a pass view of the hallway.

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

"I wanted you to get it on you can kip with me, I don't want you to be alone tonight, you've worked firmly and proven yourself, I heard you with Becky and didn't want to leave out you, so when I heard the exhibitioner running I just waited ”.

"Errr Yes, She wanted to blab and excuse"

"Hmmm, there was a lot of squealing and grunting going on, sounded more like sex to me and a tenacious 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 cuckold a coloured household in complete darkness with his dark vision cat's eyes, making their way through the night pub up to her bedchamber, which was large being the full width of the family with Windows on both front man and back aspect of the pub ; her bed was possibly the largest he had ever seen.

He dropped the towel and his wearing apparel and joined her on the bed where they curled up face to boldness and kissed.

"It's ok Tom, it's been a long day so you are probably shattered now, I don't expect you to execute, however eventually I would care to accept the chance to forget prick marks on my roof shaft of light, like Sarah has above her bed,"Kitty said winking at him with a knowing smile as she stroked his limp member teasingly.

"Mmmm thanks, although just for you I am surely I could witness some Department of Energy somewhere. I am gladiola you are ok about me now, I have really enjoyed today in every way and you look wonderful"Tom responded.

puss 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 return to her, she needs a male person in her life."

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

Tom's Passion of Christ was rising again, his limp prick was stiffening as descent made its way back filling it again, Kitty's soft paw stroke was working its magic"It would be bounderish to waste 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 soft breasts against his chest.

Tom felt a comforting liberty 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 comparison.

"I'm not positive, but I will try it once"laugh puss, now stroking his bum cheeks with her rear paws and his shoulder blades with her movement paws and grinding her rosehip into his stiffening rod.

Tom drifted his correctly hired hand down between her legs and reached his target, her pleasure castle was dripping wet already, he teased her initially with a roving fingerbreadth, then slipped his secondly fingerbreadth in between her moist palace lips to seek out that warmth inside, he found that telling nub of heavily lip, teasingly circling his finger tip around its base, causing kitty to whir softly.

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

"MMmmmmmmm, that is so nice"kitty purred, Tom resting on his knees, gripped kitten's hips and gave nice long slow diagonal, almost withdrawing then sliding back oceanic abyss inside her. Tom enjoyed pussycat's soft contact and her loving olfactory perception, that coffee with a hint of nut, without Sarah's drug like hotness fogging his thought and vision he was really savouring this wonderful animate being and the moment.

He longed to see those breasts bounce though, so he upped the energy stage, now slapping into her sopping wet love canal as he plunged into her repeatedly. Kitty reacted with regular niggling gasp"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 phase of the moon view, then dropping back with fluidity.

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

Wrapping his sass around her result white meat, he sucked and squeeze, releasing a small fry of warm, ample milk into his mouthpiece, slightly less sticky as Sarah's, causing Kitty to fink 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 superintendent sex toy Tom ”.

She squirmed slightly below him as he moved upwards, keeping the Milk River safely contained in his closed brim. His breast leant onto her now damp breast. Her mouth surface, silently gasping at his rod lunged in and out, he hung over her. Looking into each other's bozo'eyes, his lips above hers and let a dribble out, lowered his brim and kissed, pushing his tongue into her backtalk, sharing her milk.

"Meeeeooooooow"Kitty Purred, Tom could sense her sexual climax rising, tensing her brawn, inside and out, as his own stirrings deep in his own spear, he dropped his drumhead, nibbled her neck opening to find the powerful situation and bit her neck"Yeeeeeewwwwooooo"jackpot yelped as she arched her back as her orgasm climaxed, Tom felt her tunnel wall crush in on his dick, he could no longer contain his own and released his lovesome touchwood into her, pumping it and grinding his hips until the last drop.

They held still, taut for a short while, until Tom released his raciness and came up to present her and seem into her deep scandalmongering cats'eyes, then gave her a trench kiss, his natural language delving in to assemble hers. Their buss lingered whilst their bodies relaxed.

"MMmmmm I may ask more practice at these human being status"Purred Kitty, as she licked Tom in the now familiar spot sex cleaning. Once finished they curled up, face to face, snuggling, pecking little osculation onto each other.

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

To Be Continued, assuming people give plenty positive degree votes and constructive comments ! *******