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It excited Tom at long last to be out and about exploring this new earth at long last. Although he had promised kitten to help at the pub with her human node tonight. He was right-hand about the pub's location, as they arrived at the expectant thatched roof sign of the zodiac overlooking the beach and low wall running around a pocket-sized figurehead lawn. A small sign read"kitty's pub and B & B"on the gate that gave entry to the pub.

Initially they ignored the sofa and bar area. They climbed the steps up to the second floor, highschool in the roof. 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 rucksack and to hold on up appearances. Pointing out that behind the next door was Kitty's bedroom.

The low gear level had a shared shower and can, and the guest ensuite rooms, which had wardrobes for guests. They got linen paper and made the layer with actual eiderdown and pillows.

dorsum down on the ground floor, in the kitchen, he received a melanize"Kitty's Pub"apron and introduced to Brenda the chef, an senior cat, who wore a smock and apron. Brenda was nice, looked quizzically at jackpot, who quickly explained their tarradiddle of Tom just looking for summer employment and walking the coast after losing his job.

Kitty showed him the bar and waiting room areas, although he couldn't see anything like a money box anywhere. Neither of the two surface area was that large, both would be ` busy'with twenty masses in them and rammed with thirty occupants. These could be in any pub anywhere in Britain, in either Earth. Low cap, dark beams overhead with an surface firing in both.

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

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

"Add new someone to level 1 approach, name Tom,"kitty-cat said

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

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

"This sets you up on vocalization commands to reverse lights on & off, whorl doors and in an emergency set off fire alarms. You just need to state lights on / off, ignition lock / unlock door and the pub will oppose"said kitty-cat, shrugging off his puzzled look.

She showed him what the several boozing were and what would be expected of him, which was basically what Sarah's job was. It was all very familiar and a good deal like his premature bar body of work, except that the clientele would be human sized big cat and frump, plus some captain dogs who where to experience waiter serviced, as they all sit at a large tabular array in the bay window of the bar, each on their own seats and had their own soul mugs–which Tom had to learn. The few other mesa were minor, using stools rather than death chair, the bar being surrounded with empty, articulatio cubiti high up shelf for clientele to shore their beer on, all to retain space available in the lowly bar area.

Food was to be collected from the kitchen hachure and dirty dishes, empty beer specs returned to the like hatching. The new dog will have them to keep the hatching straighten out. kitty-cat warned him about the new dog Becky, who was the daughter of the top dog maitre d' Brown. He had asked Kitty to use Becky as a personal favour, as they knew she was spoilt, arrogant and hopefully a summer job would land her Down to earth, before she goes to university at the end of the summer.

There was a lot of to think of and etiquette to watch, but above all he was NOT to abuse on any behind. He learnt the menu's, which were very close to his home base counterpart, some tailored for computerized tomography, some for dog-iron and some for humans, but all could attract to anyone should they wish.

Gradually, as the good afternoon wore on, local drifted in for their afternoon draft, so Tom's tarradiddle was repeated multiple times. Some were captains, and Tom managed to get the rightfulness drunkenness and fall guy to the right captain. It shocked Tom when a few local dogs pinched his bum, in what was obviously some knockabout tomfoolery.

Tom noticed his sense of feel was obviously a little more label now, with each someone having their own unique odor and he could count how many were introduce by just the number of individual olfactory sensation, although previously back"home"all he would have smelt was wet dog.

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

Becky arrived in the kitchen and they were introduced, Tom took an split second dislike to her, she was aloof, even to Kitty. She wouldn't make eye contact or even turn to stir his manus. He thought she looked like a spaniel, but like all the dogs in this world, her snout was unretentive than frank back place.

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

The man family arrived comprising a couple with their two children, one young lad and a top gruelling twenty something daughter with blonde whisker. So Tom introduced himself ; they had walked miles along the seacoast and were keen to explain that they only booked here as everywhere else was fully booked.

He took them to their room, carrying the mother's and daughter's rucksacks, and showed them the ensuite. They weren't either well-chosen or unhappy with the shared way, mother and daughter in one with father and son in the other–as the pub was too small for kinsfolk rooms and the son too young for his own. The female parent disapproved of Tom's shaggy appearing, commenting that he was obviously spending too much time with detent.

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

He left them to sort them-selves out and checked in with pussycat, then rushed back to the shower with a towel and some borrowed scissors hold to lave, brush up, and tidy his byssus and hair. To be fair to the female parent, he was looking a slight bedraggled.

Back down in the bar top dog police chief brown was in, everyone was listening to anything he said. Tom laid out one table in the sofa for the humanity, with card, glasses and cutlery ; as he finished, he turned to find the Top Dog stood behind him.

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

Tom held his hand and shook, he had a very hard handclasp 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 gather you skipper John Brown, I think I will savor that, although I'm sorry I may not be a very good fisherman, but I will try,"said Tom, scared one-half to death, hoping he could squirm out of it.

"To be a Fisherdog takes years of experience and heavy oeuvre, so I am not expecting much, don't worry we are only pulling up some crab pots, so just hard body of work,"he replied, turned and returned to the bar and his arse at the maitre d'hotel's table.

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

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

Although every time he returned to the hatching it was wide, Becky wasn't clearing them, getting Tom very frustrated. Meaning he had to enrol the kitchen, each time he asked Becky to unclutter the hatch but without any consequence. He finally lost it when he had to enter the kitchen fully laden to find Becky propensity over a retort, scrolling through what looked like a style magazine.

"Becky ! for fuck's sake, I am working my ass off here, Brenda is too, it's a nut house out there, kitten is working flavorless out, you are letting not just yourself down but also us and your boss, kitty-cat ; we need to mould 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 ambiance being boisterous out there, he imagined he could get away with more with wiener than he could with students at his old student bar.

Tom placed his onus down in the finis place on a countertop and walked up behind Becky, fuming. Before he knew it he slapped her knockout across the butt and pulled her tail at the foot, she turned with her lips in a maze, but Tom was already put up above her looking down and sternly said"Becky do your JOB, clear that crosshatch and dry wash up, Brenda needs space to work."Then he turned and stormed out with the side by side tray of food.

Soon pussycat indicated she had another tray of beer for the master's table. Picking up the tray replete 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 particular trip-up across the bar was harder than almost, as formula he wound his way around stringent chemical group of Danton True Young click and kick, stepping over tooshie as he went but this time tails just seemed to number out of nowhere, forcing him to bear on the Lapp topographic point, juggling on one invertebrate foot. As soon as he went to deal a step, to order his minute 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 climate of the room and its occupants, swallowed and said in his loud voice"OK guys you've had your fun, good jocularity, you win, but unless these tails stop wagging under my feet your beer is going to be affectionate and your nutrient cold."

There was a cold-shoulder pause, with everyone's eyes turned onto him, then the entire elbow room burst into laughter and sunniness. All the tails withdrew and the sea captain all smiled, Tom sighed, relieved. He safely deposited the beers as captains toasted him and smiled appreciatively with one saying,"soundly plot, you lasted longer than most, well done lad."

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

The man class 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 drink, trying to catch Tom's eye, whilst he tried to avoid hers as he cleared their table.

He noticed Becky behind the bar, reaching up restocking the shelf with clean glasses. He went up to her, put and arm around her and gave her a peck on the cheek, to defecate indemnity for slapping her so hard earlier,"well done, thanks for keeping the hatch clear Beck's it was so much promiscuous thanks."As he dropped his hand from her waist to walk away, he pinched her bum playfully and left.

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

As soon as Brenda finished for the night she searched Tom out,"well done lad, you worked heavy and Becky needed a talking to, but I can't danger upsetting Captain Brown myself,"she smiled and left. pussy was tidying up the bar area, then asked if he could put chairs on table to sweep up, whilst she walked the old cat back up the yearn hill dwelling.

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

"Hi, I thought you had gone,"he said walking up to her, not surely 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 poor endeavor to sound sexy.

As he was now within a step from her, she stood up heterosexual and reached for his shank with her strawman stage, as soon as her hand were in contact, he felt claws dig into his skin through his shorts and she pulled him in close up tight to her.

"No one has ever spoken to me that way, nor spanked me, I want you to get it on me."she said in a whispered fraud sexy voice.

"hem, you're too young for me,"Tom hoped he was right ; he still hadn't warmed to this detail bitch dog.

"Nope, I'm 18 and I want you to bang me,"she responded, her paws undoing his belt"no one has ever taken control of me, distinguish me you want me, severalise me you need me, rent me roughly"She then licked his nerve. The one problem with dogs having a schnozzle, even short single, kisses either don't work easily or dogs just prefer to lick.

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

Her cartridge clip would draw an splendid peter to slap her with, but when Tom looked for it, it had gone. The maiden thing he could think of was"Suck my cock bitch"he said into her ear, slapping his one hired man on her rump.

She dropped her headspring spirit level with his crotch and her mitt only just loosened his rap and undid the shank release. She ignored the zip, yanked his shorts down to above his knee joint. She pulled his boxers down just enough to issue his now half grown extremity that was quickly filling. At first she was clumsy, half licking, half biting as her strawman canine tooth teeth pairs nearly pierced him, Tom realised this maybe her first blow job.

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

She obliged,"Sorry, I am not experienced, is this better ?"as she changed her technique, her canine fang teeth straddled his cock, making a narrow sharp logic gate way into her mouth. Tom worried for his throbbing enlarging quill"No teeth 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 penalise me for being a bad squawk ”. She pulled forward but modified her spot, so he was no retentive head on, with his rod to the incline of her mouth, this was much honest. She tried to suck but couldn't quite get it powerful, but his jibe continued growing and throbbing.

At least this was now beginning to finger not too bad a C job. He held her pinna tight at their base and slid her in and out on his dick, at least there was ample spit to keep him lubricated and her mouth was tender. So Tom pulled her head in tight to him.

Even through his foreskin his tip felt the crudeness of the roof of her mouth 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 hard and enjoying the notion of king as she behaved subservient. He got into a wheel of pumping her head whilst he thought on his next motility ; her spit was drooling all over his genitalia and onto the floor.

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

He could see her parent exposing two fair game for him, one small dry hotshot like Crater and below her pink lipped flower petal slit dripping wet, leaking onto her rear fur, one parting of him just wanted to labour his cock in but he also wanted to drag this out yearner, enjoying it more than he would possess thought. He grabbed the base of her tail with his left hired hand and with his justly hand swung a laborious smacking across her rump, she shook with electrical shock twisting sideways and gasped"stoppage still, you are to be punished"Tom tried to sound commanding, finding that this was a great turn on and he was enjoying it maybe a little more than he should.

He pulled her back into position using her tail, holding it strong at the base. He slapped her again, just as intemperate, with the flatcar of his paw ; she only twitched this time but still made a faint gasp"Umph ”. To tease apart her, he stroked her one cheek softly with his give up hand, letting his thumb stroke the damp well trimmed fur close to her wet drooling pink petal slit.

A ripple of pleasure ran through her, quick as a flash he slapped her seat again, then softly ruffled her stern fur, quarter round stroking the wet fur succeeding 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 penalty"Becky gasped in her normal voice, no longer trying to fathom aphrodisiac. ‘ Slap'Tom hit her again, Tom alternated between teasing her dry rimmed crater above and her wet dripping pink lipped slit below and slapping her hard, with the odd double slap or just removing his deal from her rump to yield softly to fluff her.

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

He dropped to his knee joint on the level and pulled her back by her keister so he was on her left side, to pull in dear mastery as he probed her with his justly forefinger, once in, he added a second, which was a great deal taut"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 posterior, to skid both back in. She shook with pleasure and anticipation, not knowing what to expect next.

He pulled his finger free, using the flat of his fingers wiped the succus soaked trimmed fur under her wet love channel up to her little dry crater above, repeatedly to wet and lube it, patting it lightly to bug, she tensed and relaxed her little crater's sinew, not knowing what was going to befall or when.

He patted her dripping pink lipped love canal and slipped in his bit finger's breadth and with his thumb pressed on her now wet trivial rear Crater, she tensed"relax Becks or it will hurt more, relax, you are to be a safe gripe now, I want to pleasure you ”.

She shivered, almost melting with pleasure at his words. She relaxed and her bottom crater opened. Tom applied pressure to his thumb, and it tried to recruit, he had to taunt it around and press hard but finally it entered fully, Becky tensed again, he pushed his ovolo further in, as she let out a foresighted exhaling gasp"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 promiscuous as her she was tight and pushing back. So he released it to listen Becky yelp"yooow ”, but drove his two fingers in and out her dripping ping epithelial duct with greater speed.

Becky was quivering more and more"oh, oh, oh, I'm going to cum, I'm coming, yes, yes"she whispered as she spasmed back onto his fingers, he felt her garden pink love canalise tighten on them and ram them in hard and cryptical, then vibrated them slope to side, from his wrist, as her unanimous body went taught in a few cramp of pleasure"Yeeeeeeessss fuuuuuccckkk"She squealed, held her muscles taut and then relaxed.

Tom turned rotating on his knee joint to face her rear, lifted her up onto his lap by her tail, leant forward and licked her pink lipped roll in the hay canal ; she tasted piercingly sugared, different to Sarah or Kitty, but now soaking wet with her succus and cum.

He delved his tongue in between her pink lips easily, hunting with its tip not being certainly of dog anatomy ; he soon found a flaps of hard hide causing Becky to throw an"ohhhhmmmm"gasp and a shiver when he licked it, teasing it repeatedly with his spit for a min or two.

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

He released her tail, both his hands reached onto her hips, just to where he knew was right, held pissed 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 fundament with her gasping at every thrust in"oh, oh, oh, oh ”.

Tom leant over her back, moving his manpower forwards to rest on the floor either side of meat of her, searched her neck and gathered up some neck skin in his teeth. She knew what was coming"yes, yes, yes, Tom, that is so gracious, I'm coming again, delight"Becky begged, so Tom bit hard 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 sharpness, drew in a deep breath and came up back onto his knees again, withdrawing out of her, his phallus dripping with her cum. She collapsed on the trading 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 musket ball were aching. He was enjoying this way too much, although his distaste for Becky was now fading and now feeling a short empathy.

He rolled onto his dorsum on the floor alongside her, nerve up, his dick reaching for the cap"upgrade on top, sit on my throbbing hammer you worm, you have had your punishment, you have had your pleasure, now it is my turn"Tom commanded.

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

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

Becky sat up and straddled Tom's waist, her paw guided his shaft to its butt. He felt the wetness of her lips on his naked tip. She was lowering herself down slowly, but Tom couldn't resist an special twisting. He grabbed her waist and pulled her down and raised his rose hip up to push back into her, her mouth opened widely, gasping silently in shock.

Now Tom could see her underbelly very well, finally able to read her conclusion up, he just hadn't poster before, her slim waist, the way her fur was trimmed, she had lovely breasts, small but perfectly rounded, with nice small mammilla that were hard. She was sitting in her own wet spell on Tom's hips, he could smell her sex, it filled the room, but she wasn't moving.

Tom slapped his fingerbreadth of one hand across both her breasts"yowww"Becky yelped but grinned back, he then softly fondled them,"you need to pleasure me now"he ruffled her fur as he lowered his hands to grasp her rose hip and prime their hips together, the wet darn between them felt courteous and sticky.

Slowly Becky came back into the swing of thing, taking over the attrition oeuvre, so much so he released his clutch 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 crotch to his, with her titty moving sweetly, Tom could see she from her smile and her reactions she had become enkindle again.

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

Becky got the idea and rag up and down, using her butt stage beneath her to lift her up then releasing to drop off mouth open grunting in time"uh, uh, uh, uh ”. Tom enjoyed the feel of her well lubricated tunnel, sliding up and down his pounding shaft. Looking up at her again, he felt his egg give that comrade twitch. He was nearly there.

"spring up and down gripe, I want to see your tits bounce"Tom said, knowing he couldn't live much longer, he slapped her lightly across her breast again and returned his hands to behind his head. Becky raised her front man legs over her pass, paws together, giving Tom a readable, nonsensitive persuasion of her breasts as her own climax grew.

Becky upped the pace and pumping up and down faster, rising eminent enough to just keep his naked jigaboo end just inside her sass, then slapping down onto the increasing wet patch between them. Her boob were bouncing for Tom to admire. She grunted with each landing diagonal,"uhg, uhg, uhg ”. She was in control of her own sexual climax 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 pin pole whilst arching her back, her breast flattening with her, her forepart peg and hand stretching up above her, in a muscle spasm and Tom felt her muscularity clench around the spade end of his ray then whole dead body dropped onto his flag magnetic pole pushing it thick inside her"Fuuuuuuccccckkkk"she squealed.

wellspring, that was it. Seeing her orgasms climactic release, he could feel his own sexual climax 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 labor them to empty his balls. She squirmed in joy and collapsed onto him, her fountainhead just above him, hugging him tightly and once again licking his font.

"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 care me. Thanks that was fucking brilliant. I never thought I would lose my virginity to a human, but I am glad I did"she whispered, revealing her closed book to him.

shag, 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 story cuddling for a shortly 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 spate on his cheek.

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

"Oh, I don't concern about you and puss, Sarah or anyone else ; BUT if you screw any former beef dog in the village, I will bite your cock off, you are mine, I am your one and only bitch dog"Becky looked serious and to confirm that she put his wet flaccid limp shaft in her mouth and made sure he could sense her tooth and gave it a nip and twisting.

She got up and left the kitchen, leaving Tom Pb there on the floor in a wet patch, underdrawers still pulled down onto his second joint. He quickly checked his pecker for blood ` jeez she is scarey when serious, I'm sure she meant it'he thought.

He got up, sorted himself out and called for brightness on ; he could smell the sex and see the wet plot on the tile trading floor. So he found a mop and disinfectant and quickly did the entire storey 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 wash his shorts and apparel 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 give 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 wearing apparel, made sure the way was tidy and presentable, called for visible radiation off, opened the room access and stepped out into the hallway, his cats eyes giving him a clear survey of the hallway.

There curled up at the door, asleep was pot, Tom bent down and stroked her ears until she stirred"Oh Kitty what are you doing here, you should be curled up in bed"he whispered as she rose from her slumbers and lifted her 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 hard and proven yourself, I heard you with Becky and didn't want to overleap you, so when I heard the shower running I just waited ”.

"Errr Yes, She wanted to blab and apologize"

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

Tom enjoyed his new ability to wander a dark house in everlasting darkness with his Night vision cat's center, making their way through the dark pub up to her sleeping room, which was large being the wax width of the house with Windows on both front and rear look of the pub ; her bed was possibly the largest he had ever seen.

He dropped the towel and his clothes and joined her on the bed where they curled up face to typeface 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 like to have the chance to leave scratch German mark on my roof irradiation, like Sarah has above her bed,"pot 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 discover some vim 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 separate 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 take to her, she needs a male in her life."

kitty went on,"I have made Captain Brown hope to bring you back safely from your fishing trip ; we have lost nearly every off world visitor to captain Robert Brown taking them out on his fishing gravy boat, no one really knows where they go but he returns time of day later without them."

Tom's Passion was rising again, his limp dig was stiffening as rip made its way back filling it again, pot's soft paw stroke was working its magical"It would be lowbred to waste it now"Tom said, rolling on top of kitty, kissing her"Sarah found doing it like us humans quite a kinky crook on, he joked"enjoying the feel of her soft breasts against his chest.

Tom felt a comforting familiarity on top of jackpot, as her fur, like Sarah's felt more duvet, whereas Becky's dog fur felt more like shag pile carpet in compare.

"I'm not confident, but I will try it once"laughed Kitty, now stroking his bum face with her rear paws and his berm steel with her face paw and grinding her coxa into his stiffening rod.

Tom drifted his right on hired man down between her legs and reached his target, her pleasance palace was dripping wet already, he teased her initially with a vagabondage finger's breadth, then slipped his second finger in between her moist palace brim to seek out that affectionateness inside, he found that telltale nub of hard lip, teasingly circling his finger's breadth tip around its pedestal, causing Kitty to purr softly.

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

"MMmmmmmmm, that is so nice"kitty purred, Tom resting on his knee, gripped Kitty's hips and gave nice long tardily strokes, almost withdrawing then sliding back deep inside her. Tom enjoyed pussycat's soft liaison and her loving feeling, that chocolate with a hint of nut, without Sarah's drug like heat fogging his thoughts and sight he was really savouring this marvelous creature and the bit.

He longed to see those knocker bounce though, so he upped the energy story, now slapping into her sopping wet beloved canal as he plunged into her repeatedly. pussycat reacted with regular little pant"oh, oh, oh, oh"as her own excitement rose and those breast started bouncing and just like being basque clad they were popping up out of the fur reenforcement 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 move his hands up under her amphetamine arm Inferno, onto the bed. He could now kiss her breasts, but he wanted to taste her, like Sarah, he wanted to suckle her.

Wrapping his lips around her left knocker, he sucked and squeezing, releasing a squirt of ardent, rich milk into his mouth, slightly less viscous as Sarah's, causing Kitty to squeal with pleasance"yeaouhhhhh, MMmmmm ”. Then quietly said"so that is where Sarah picked it up from. It is sooooo kinky, you really are our sexy super sex toy Tom ”.

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

"Meeeeooooooow"pussycat Purred, Tom could finger her climax rising, tensing her muscles, inside and out, as his own stirrings deep in his own dick, he dropped his head word, nibbled her neck to determine the justly spot and bit her neck"Yeeeeeewwwwooooo"pool yelped as she arched her back as her orgasm climaxed, Tom felt her tunnel rampart compaction in on his shaft, he could no longer contain his own and released his warmly spunk into her, pumping it and grinding his pelvic arch until the last drop.

They held still, taut for a short while, until Tom released his bite and came up to look her and seem into her deep sensationalistic Caterpillar'oculus, then gave her a recondite osculation, his lingua delving in to meet hers. Their kiss lingered whilst their soundbox relaxed.

"MMmmmm I may need more drill at these homo lieu"Purred pool, as she licked Tom in the now associate Post sex cleanup. Once finished they curled up, facial expression to face, snuggling, pecking little kisses onto each other.

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

To Be Continued, assuming the great unwashed give enough positive votes and constructive comments ! *******