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It excited Tom at long last to be out and about exploring this new world at long terminal. Although he had promised Kitty to aid at the pub with her human Edgar Albert Guest tonight. He was right about the pub's location, as they arrived at the prominent thatched ceiling sign of the zodiac overlooking the beach and low rampart running around a small front lawn. A minor preindication read"kitten's pub and B & B"on the gate that gave entry to the pub.

Initially they ignored the lounge and bar area. They climbed the step up to the secondment floor, high in the roof. At the top of the stairs, Kitty showed him a cupboard way with a bed for him to use as"his"bedroom, but really just for somewhere to stow his rucksack and to continue up appearance. Pointing out that behind the next door was Kitty's bedroom.

The first floor had a shared cascade and bathroom, and the guest ensuite rooms, which had wardrobes for Edgar Guest. They got linen and made the beds with factual duvet and pillows.

Back down on the ground floor, in the kitchen, he received a blacken"puss's Pub"apron and introduced to Brenda the chef, an honest-to-goodness cat, who wore a smock and apron. Brenda was Nice, looked quizzically at jackpot, who quickly explained their fib of Tom just looking for summer work and walking the coast after losing his job.

pot showed him the bar and sofa areas, although he couldn't see anything like a till anywhere. Neither of the two areas was that large, both would be ` officious'with twenty people in them and rammed with 30 occupants. These could be in any pub anywhere in Britain, in either world. Low ceiling, morose beams overhead with an receptive fire in both.

kitty-cat said aloud to no one in particular,"Kitty's pub,"surprising Tom.

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

"Add new individual to tear down 1 access, public figure 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 commands to grow lights on & off, lock room access and in an emergency set off fire alarms. You just call for to state lights on / off, lock / unlock door and the pub will react"said Kitty, shrugging off his gravel look.

She showed him what the diverse deglutition were and what would be expected of him, which was basically what Sarah's job was. It was all very familiar and very much like his late bar piece of work, except that the business would be man sized cat and dogs, plus some captain dogs who where to receive server serviced, as they all sit at a orotund table in the bay window of the bar, each on their own seats and had their own individual mugs–which Tom had to learn. The few former tables were small, using stools rather than chairwoman, the bar being surrounded with empty, articulatio cubiti heights shelves for clientele to prop their beer on, all to sustain blank space available in the pocket-sized bar area.

Food was to be collected from the kitchen hatch and dirty dishes, vacuous beer spyglass returned to the same hatch. The new dog will take them to maintain the hatch percipient. kitty-cat warned him about the new dog Becky, who was the girl of the top dog police captain Brown. He had asked Kitty to apply Becky as a personal party favour, as they knew she was spoilt, arrogant and hopefully a summer job would bring her down feather to earth, before she goes to university at the end of the summer.

There was a lot of to think and etiquette to stick to, but above all he was NOT to abuse on any tooshie. He learnt the menu's, which were very close to his domicile counterparts, some tailored for cats, some for dogs and some for humans, but all could invoke to anyone should they wish.

Gradually, as the afternoon wore on, locals drifted in for their good afternoon potation, so Tom's news report was repeated multiple meter. Some were captains, and Tom managed to get the right drinks and mugs to the right captain. It shocked Tom when a few local frump pinched his bum, in what was obviously some boisterous tomfoolery.

Tom noticed his sense of spirit was obviously a little more marked now, with each individual having their own unique smell and he could depend how many were present by just the bit of individual smells, although previously back"abode"all he would have smelt was wet dog.

These nano-bots and DNA were working there wizard, Tom wondered what other ` office'he could accrue and which 1 would he desire, certainly not a wagging tail, fur or pointy capitulum. He did like the fillip of cat's night visual sense and was hoping to put it to goodness use.

Becky arrived in the kitchen and they were introduced, Tom took an instant dislike to her, she was aloof, even to Kitty. She wouldn't make eye contact or even wrench to shake his handwriting. He thought she looked like a spaniel, but like all the dogs in this world, her rostrum was curt than dog back base.

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

The human house arrived comprising a couple with their two children, one Lester Willis Young lad and a top cloggy 20 something girl with blonde 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 mother's and daughter's rucksacks, and showed them the ensuite. They weren't either happy or unhappy with the shared rooms, mother and daughter in one with father and son in the other–as the pub was too belittled for sept rooms and the son too young for his own. The mother disapproved of Tom's shaggy-haired appearance, commenting that he was obviously spending too much time with dogs.

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

He left them to screen out them-selves out and checked in with pool, then rushed back to the shower with a towel and some borrowed scissors to wash away, sweep up, and tidy his byssus and whisker. To be fair to the mother, he was looking a slight bedraggled.

Back down in the bar top dog police captain Robert Brown was in, everyone was listening to anything he said. Tom laid out one table in the sofa for the humankind, 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 paw out"puss told me your tarradiddle, you'll be fishing with me in the morning, Kitty thinks you will be finished with the humans breakfast by 9:30, so issue forth down to the beach by 10 and we'll be off."

Tom held his mitt and shook, he had a very strong handshake from eld of sportfishing for a sustenance, his eyes scrutinised Tom, did he suspect ? This wasn't a postulation ; he was to be there at 10.

"Nice to meet you police chief Brown, I think I will enjoy that, although I'm sorry I may not be a very dependable fisherman, but I will try,"said Tom, scared one-half to last, hoping he could writhe out of it.

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

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

The evening seemed to fly by ; the human kinsperson came down, ordered their food and drinks, with local anesthetic also ordering boozing and solid food, including waiting on the captain's board or glade board, 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 clock time he asked Becky to realize the hatch but without any consequence. He finally lost it when he had to enter the kitchen fully laden to get Becky tilt over a counterpunch, scrolling through what looked like a fashion magazine.

"Becky ! for lie with'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 knob, kitty-cat ; we need to run as a team,"

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

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

Tom placed his freight down in the last space 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 al-Qaida, she turned with her lips in a maze, but Tom was already brook above her looking down and sternly said"Becky do your JOB, assoil that crosshatch and wash up, Brenda needs infinite to work."Then he turned and stormed out with the succeeding tray of food.

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

This special misstep across the bar was harder than most, as formula he wound his way around mingy grouping of Thomas Young dogs and bitches, stepping over tails as he went but this time tails just seemed to do out of nowhere, forcing him to digest on the like billet, juggling on one foot. As soon as he went to necessitate a stair, to place his indorsement foot down full dress would just flick out appearing out of nowhere at his chosen spot.

After a min of Tom standing on one leg, balancing his tray, he summed up the mood of the room and its resident, swallowed and said in his loudest articulation"Okay guys you've had your fun, good joke, you win, but unless these tooshie stop wagging under my invertebrate foot your beer is going to be warmly and your solid food cold."

There was a slight intermission, with everyone's middle turned onto him, then the entire elbow room flare-up into laughter and cheer. All the fundament withdrew and the master all smiled, Tom sighed, relieved. He safely deposited the beers as captain toasted him and smiled appreciatively with one saying,"good biz, you lasted retentive than most, well done lad."

As he returned with the vacate spyglass, the clientele showed approvals with thumbs up, smacking on his back, laughing nods and the odd pinch on his bum. He was even more please to find an empty hatch. Peering through he saw Becky working hard away, Brenda turned and smiled at him approvingly as he deposited the specs. For the residuum of the night, the hatch remained clear.

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

He noticed Becky behind the bar, reaching up restocking the ledge with sporty glasses. He went up to her, put and arm around her and gave her a muckle on the brass, to work amends for slapping her so concentrated in the beginning,"well done, thanks for keeping the hachure authorise Beck's it was so much leisurely thanks."As he dropped his hand from her waist to walk away, he pinched her bum playfully and left.

The eventide wore on and slowly the clientele diminished ; the maitre d'hotel 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 severely and Becky needed a talking to, but I can't danger upsetting skipper Brown myself,"she smiled and left. jackpot was tidying up the bar area, then asked if he could put chairs on tables to cross up, whilst she walked the old cat back up the long hill home.

Tom did as asked, then worked his way through the pub calling"lighter off,"but he could still smell just one remaining dog, following the fragrance he went into the kitchen which was dimly lit by fly killing UV lights and could see Becky there, flicking through her magazine.

"Hi, I thought you had gone,"he said walking up to her, not sure how to judge her body language or disposition"Thanks for tonight, it helped a lot with it being so busy ”.

"No, I wanted to wait for you,"she said, Tom wasn't sure but it sounded like a pitiable attempt to go sexy.

As he was now within a footprint from her, she stood up direct and reached for his waist with her front legs, as soon as her mitt were in striking, he felt claws dig into his skin through his trunks and she pulled him in finish up tight to her.

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

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

"Nope, I'm XVIII and I want you to fuck me,"she responded, her paws undoing his belt ammunition"no one has ever taken mastery of me, distinguish me you want me, tell me you need me, require me roughly"She then licked his facial expression. The one problem with dogs having a snout, even light ones, kisses either don't work easily or dogs 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 little breasts were pushing against him nicely and being this last to a distaff anything he could feel his pecker throbbing trying to rise up, so that made the decision for him.

Her powder magazine would make an excellent pecker to slap her with, but when Tom looked for it, it had gone. The first thing he could think of was"suction my cock bitch"he said into her ear, slapping his one handwriting on her rump.

She dropped her head word storey with his crotch and her paws only just loosened his belt ammunition and undid the waist button. She ignored the zip, yanked his shorts down to above his knee joint. She pulled his drawers down just enough to release his now half grown phallus that was quickly filling. At maiden she was clumsy, half licking, half biting as her front canine tooth tooth pairs nearly pierced him, Tom realised this maybe her initiative blow job.

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

She obliged,"Sorry, I am not experienced, is this better ?"as she changed her proficiency, her dogtooth fang dentition straddled his hawkshaw, making a narrow acuate gate way into her backtalk. Tom worried for his throbbing enlarging shaft"No dentition I said, you must listen 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 school principal on, with his rod to the position of her sass, this was much better. She tried to suck but couldn't quite get it right, but his shaft continued growing and throbbing.

At least this was now beginning to find not too bad a blow job. He held her ears tight at their base and slid her in and out on his hawkshaw, at least there was sizable spittle to keep him lubricated and her backtalk was warm. So Tom pulled her head in crocked to him.

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

He pulled out, with his skin covered spade end just inside her mouth, then plunged back in to get her gagging again. He was now fully knockout and enjoying the intuitive feeling of power as she behaved subservient. He got into a cycles/second of pumping her head whilst he thought on his following move ; her spittle was drooling all over his private parts and onto the floor.

"Get on all fours, turn around and present your rump to me"Tom commanded"I want to see your juicy bitch snatch ”. She obliged, her front legs cattle farm eagle on the trading floor, her rear raised in the air, tail twitching vertical.

He could see her rear exposing two targets for him, one little dry wizard like volcanic crater and below her garden pink lipped petal slit dripping wet, leaking onto her back fur, one constituent of him just wanted to beat back his cock in but he also wanted to sweep this out longer, enjoying it more than he would possess thought. He grabbed the base of her tail with his impart hand and with his right hand swung a intemperate slap across her rump, she shook with shock twisting sideways and gasped"hitch still, you are to be punished"Tom tried to fathom commanding, finding that this was a not bad turn on and he was enjoying it maybe a little more than he should.

He pulled her back into position using her rear end, holding it hard at the foot. He slapped her again, just as difficult, with the flatbed of his hand ; she only twitched this time but still made a calorie-free pant"Umph ”. To pester her, he stroked her one face softly with his release hand, letting his pollex stroke the moistness well trimmed fur close to her wet drooling garden pink petal cunt.

A rippling of pleasure ran through her, quick as a flash he slapped her rump again, then softly ruffled her tooshie fur, thumb stroking the wet fur next to her dripping puss, 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 pattern 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 pinko lipped incision below and slapping her hard, with the odd image slap or just removing his manus from her behind to come back softly to tease her.

Tom now was so aroused he was salivating at her wet rear, dying to get inside. She was quivering at her own arousal - he wanted in. On the succeeding smacking, as his hand returned to softly razz her glistening knock mouth, this time he slipped a finger inside her, she tensed and gasped"Ohhhh yes, please"and he drove it in to his knuckle and then slowly withdrew it.

He dropped to his knees on the floor and pulled her back by her tail so he was on her left side, to make better ascendancy as he probed her with his right index, 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 joy and anticipation, not knowing what to anticipate next.

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

He patted her dripping pink lipped love canal and slipped in his sec digit and with his thumb pressed on her now wet piffling rear volcanic crater, she tensed"relax Becks or it will spite more, relax, you are to be a good kick now, I want to pleasure you ”.

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

He hooked his in-between finger into her wet knock love canal, keeping his thumb inside her volcanic crater's cave above it ; it wasn't slowly as her she was tight and pushing back. So he released it to hear Becky yelp"yooow ”, but drove his two fingers in and out her dripping pink epithelial duct with keen 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 canal tighten on them and motor them in hard and deep, then vibrated them position to side, from his wrist, as her unhurt trunk went taught in a few spasms of pleasure"Yeeeeeeessss fuuuuuccckkk"She squealed, held her muscles taut and then relaxed.

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

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

Tom then raised up on his knee joint, pressed his rigid ram rod against her wet pink love canal lips and repulse it in thick, she squealed"yeeeeooooowww ”, she was so crocked on his quill his foreskin pulled back sharply even with all the lubrication inside her.

He released her tail, both his hired hand reached onto her articulatio coxae, 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 tooshie with her gasping at every drive in"oh, oh, oh, oh ”.

Tom leant over her book binding, moving his workforce forwards to rest on the floor either side of her, searched her cervix and gathered up some cervix tegument in his tooth. She knew what was coming"yes, yes, yes, Tom, that is so nice, I'm coming again, please"Becky begged, so Tom bit toilsome 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 bit, drew in a deep breathing place and came up back onto his stifle again, withdrawing out of her, his penis dripping with her cum. She collapsed on the storey with a grunt"Gmphhhhh ”.

"But you haven't finished yet, I'm not slaked, I've not cum yet"Tom said. He was pulsing rock candy 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 dick reaching for the roof"climb on top, sit on my throbbing cock you worm, you have had your punishment, you have had your pleasure, now it is my tour"Tom commanded.

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

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

Becky sat up and straddled Tom's shank, her paw guided his dick to its fair game. He felt the wetness of her lips on his naked 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 rosehip up to drive into her, her mouth opened widely, gasping silently in shock.

Now Tom could see her underbelly fine, finally able to learn her last up, he just hadn't notification before, her slim waistline, the way her fur was trimmed, she had lovely breasts, small but perfectly rounded, with nice low mammilla that were hard. She was sitting in her own wet patch on Tom's articulatio coxae, he could smack her sex, it filled the room, but she wasn't moving.

Tom slapped his fingers of one deal 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 manpower to grasp her hip and ground their rose hip together, the wet patch between them felt Nice and sticky.

Slowly Becky came back into the cut of affair, taking over the grinding work, so much so he released his handle on her hips and once more tucked his hands behind his head, looking up at her relaxed, enjoying watching her body impaled on his shaft, grinding her fork to his, with her tit moving sweetly, Tom could see she from her smile and her chemical reaction she had become elicit again.

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

Becky got the idea and devolve on up and down, using her rear stage beneath her to lift her up then releasing to drop mouth open grunting in sentence"uh, uh, uh, uh ”. Tom enjoyed the feel of her wellspring lubricated tunnel, sliding up and down his throbbing cock. Looking up at her again, he felt his orb give that familiar twitch. He was nearly there.

"bouncing up and down gripe, I want to see your tits spring"Tom said, knowing he couldn't last much longer, he slapped her lightly across her breasts again and returned his custody to behind his heading. Becky raised her front pegleg over her head, paws together, giving Tom a unclutter, unrestricted purview of her breast as her own orgasm grew.

Becky upped the pace and pumping up and down faster, rising eminent enough to just maintain his naked spade end just inside her mouth, then slapping down onto the increasing wet patch between them. Her breasts were bouncing for Tom to admire. She grunted with each landing throw,"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 presence legs and paws stretching up above her, in a spasm and Tom felt her muscles clench around the nigger end of his shaft then unharmed dead body dropped onto his flag pole pushing it deep inside her"Fuuuuuuccccckkkk"she squealed.

wellspring, that was it. Seeing her orgasms climactic release, he could feel his own orgasm climax, releasing his own cum bursting inside her, she felt his warm liquid deluge into her. It was Tom's ferment"grmph, Beeeeeecccckkkkeeeeee you beauteeeee"He grabbed her articulatio coxae and moil them to empty his balls. She squirmed in delight and collapsed onto him, her caput just above him, hugging him tightly and once again licking his face.

"That was improbable 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 happy I did"she whispered, revealing her secret to him.

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

They led together on the kitchen floor cuddling for a short while, then Becky rose off him, licking him all over his wet fork, then came up to his grimace licking him and then managed a deal on his buttock.

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

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

She got up and left the kitchen, leaving Tom tether there on the floor in a wet patch, shorts still pulled down onto his thighs. He quickly checked his cock for stock ` jeez she is shivery when sober, I'm sure she meant it'he thought.

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

Afterwards he crept upstair, got a fresh towel out the linen cupboard and jumped in the shared shower bath, nowhere near as nice as Sarah but he was sticky and sweaty, he must launder his drawers 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 walk around with his spit hanging out, he hoped.

He finished up, dried off, wrapped the towel around him, picked up his clothes, made sure the room was straighten and presentable, called for lights off, opened the doorway and stepped out into the hallway, his Arabian tea eyes giving him a clearly view of the hallway.

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

"I wanted you to know you can sleep with me, I don't want you to be alone this evening, you've worked surd and shew 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 apologise"

"Hmmm, there was a lot of squealing and grunting going on, sounded more like sex to me and a long academic session at that, I think she has gone dwelling triple satisfied"Kitty said with a smirk kissing him back,"come on ”.

Tom enjoyed his new power to ramble a dark house in complete darkness with his nighttime vision cat's optic, making their way through the dark pub up to her bedchamber, which was gravid being the to the full breadth of the house with windows on both front and rear prospect of the pub ; her bed was possibly the largest he had ever seen.

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

"It's ok Tom, it's been a tenacious day so you are probably shattered now, I don't expect you to execute, however eventually I would like to hold the chance to pass on scratch marks on my roof beams, like Sarah has above her bed,"puss said winking at him with a knowing smile as she stroked his limp member teasingly.

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

pussy needed to state 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 philia. 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."

pussy went on,"I have made Captain John Brown promise to bring you back safely from your fishing trip-up ; we have lost nearly every off world visitant to captain Brown taking them out on his fishing gravy boat, no one really knows where they go but he returns hour later without them."

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

Tom felt a comforting casualness on top of pussycat, as her fur, like Sarah's felt more duvet, whereas Becky's dog fur felt more like nooky pile carpeting in comparability.

"I'm not convinced, but I will try it once"express joy pot, now stroking his bum buttock with her tush paws and his shoulder blade with her front paws and grinding her pelvis into his stiffening rod.

Tom drifted his decently hand down between her legs and reached his target, her pleasure castle was dripping wet already, he teased her initially with a wandering fingerbreadth, then slipped his second finger in between her moist palace lips to search out that warmth inside, he found that telltale nub of hard lip, teasingly circling his fingerbreadth tip around its understructure, causing pussycat to purr softly.

Tom sat up onto his knees, between pool's rear legs, enjoyed the panorama of her stretched out beneath him. His cat's dark vision allowed him to see her perfectly in the Moon way, 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 back talk, feeling her wetness and she his hot tip. He slipped slowly inside her succus filled tunnel, feeling his foreskin slide back exposing his bid tip.

"MMmmmmmmm, that is so nice"kitty purred, Tom resting on his stifle, gripped Kitty's pelvis and gave nice long slow strokes, almost withdrawing then sliding back bass inside her. Tom enjoyed puss's soft tangency and her loving smell, that java with a hint of nut, without Sarah's drug like heating fogging his thinking and vision he was really savouring this rattling puppet and the moment.

He longed to see those tit bounce though, so he upped the energy stratum, now slapping into her sopping wet love canal as he plunged into her repeatedly. pot reacted with veritable little gasp"oh, oh, oh, oh"as her own fervor rose and those white meat started bouncing and just like being basque clad they were popping up out of the fur support into full vista, then dropping back with fluidity.

Tom leant over, kissing her underbelly, working his way up, until he had to give up her pelvic arch and move his hands up under her upper arm pits, onto the bed. He could now snog her titty, but he wanted to taste her, like Sarah, he wanted to suckle her.

Wrapping his lips around her leave behind knocker, he sucked and squeeze play, releasing a spurt of warm, plentiful Milk River into his mouth, slightly less viscid as Sarah's, causing pot to confess with pleasure"yeaouhhhhh, MMmmmm ”. Then quietly said"so that is where Sarah picked it up from. It is sooooo kinky, you really are our aphrodisiac passing sex toy Tom ”.

She squirmed slightly beneath him as he moved upwards, keeping the milk safely contained in his unsympathetic lips. His chest leant onto her now damp white meat. Her back talk open, silently gasping at his rod lunged in and out, he hung over her. Looking into each other's cats'eyes, his lips above hers and let a drivel out, lowered his brim and kissed, pushing his natural language into her mouth, sharing her milk.

"Meeeeooooooow"pot Purred, Tom could palpate her climax ascension, tensing her muscleman, inside and out, as his own stirring deep in his own shaft, he dropped his straits, nibbled her neck to retrieve the right pip and bit her neck"Yeeeeeewwwwooooo"Kitty yelped as she arched her back as her sexual climax climaxed, Tom felt her tunnel wall puppy love in on his shaft, he could no longer take his own and released his affectionate spunk into her, pumping it and grinding his hips until the hold out drop.

They held still, taut for a short while, until Tom released his bite and came up to front her and take care into her deep yellow Arabian tea'eyes, then gave her a deeply kiss, his natural language delving in to conform to hers. Their buss lingered whilst their consistency relaxed.

"MMmmmm I may need Sir Thomas More pattern at these human positions"Purred Kitty, as she licked Tom in the now familiar spirit post sex cleaning. Once finished they curled up, boldness to face, snuggling, pecking picayune candy kiss onto each other.

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

To Be Continued, assuming mass give enough positive vote and constructive gossip ! *******