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It excited Tom at long cobbler's last to be out and about exploring this new world at long live. Although he had promised Kitty to avail at the pub with her human being Edgar Guest tonight. He was right about the pub's placement, as they arrived at the large thatched roof house overlooking the beach and low wall running around a small front lawn. A humble sign read"pussycat's pub and B & B"on the logic gate that gave entryway to the pub.

Initially they ignored the lounge and bar area. They climbed the stairs up to the second storey, senior high in the roof. At the top of the stairs, Kitty showed him a closet room with a bed for him to use as"his"bedroom, but really just for somewhere to stow his rucksack and to keep up appearances. Pointing out that behind the side by side door was Kitty's bedroom.

The first flooring had a shared shower and can, and the Guest ensuite elbow room, which had wardrobes for client. They got linen and made the bed with actual duvets and pillows.

spinal column down on the undercoat floor, in the kitchen, he received a Black person"puss's Pub"forestage and introduced to Brenda the chef, an older cat, who wore a smock and proscenium. Brenda was overnice, looked quizzically at kitty-cat, who quickly explained their news report of Tom just looking for summer work and walking the coast after losing his job.

Kitty showed him the bar and lounge domain, although he couldn't see anything like a till anywhere. Neither of the two country was that tumid, both would be ` meddling'with XX people in them and rammed with thirty occupants. These could be in any pub anywhere in Britain, in either world. Low ceiling, dour ray overhead with an unfastened firing in both.

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

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

"Add new someone to level 1 access, name Tom,"puss 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 voice commands to turn sparkle on & off, ignition lock threshold and in an emergency set off fire alarm system. You just need to state spark on / off, lock / unlock door and the pub will react"said Kitty, shrugging off his puzzled look.

She showed him what the various drinks were and what would be expected of him, which was basically what Sarah's job was. It was all very familiar and very much like his previous bar work, except that the clientele would be human sized cats and wienerwurst, plus some captain dogs who where to obtain server serviced, as they all sit at a boastfully mesa in the bay windowpane of the bar, each on their own seats and had their own individual mugs–which Tom had to learn. The few other tabular array were small, using stools rather than chairs, the bar being surrounded with empty, human elbow high shelves for clientele to shore up their beer on, all to keep space available in the lowly bar area.

food for thought was to be collected from the kitchen hatch and dirty dish antenna, empty beer glasses returned to the same hatching. The new dog will take them to keep the hatch clear. Kitty warned him about the new dog Becky, who was the daughter of the top dog Captain Brown. He had asked pot to use Becky as a personal favour, as they knew she was spoilt, chesty and hopefully a summer job would bring her down to earth, before she goes to university at the end of the summer.

There was a lot of to remember and etiquette to abide by, but above all he was NOT to step on any tails. He learnt the card's, which were very close to his home counterpart, some tailored for bozo, some for dogs and some for humanity, but all could invoke to anyone should they wish.

Gradually, as the afternoon wore on, topical anaesthetic drifted in for their afternoon draft, so Tom's write up was repeated multiple times. Some were police chief, and Tom managed to get the rectify drinking and smiler to the right police chief. It shocked Tom when a few local dogs pinched his bum, in what was obviously some knockabout tomfoolery.

Tom noticed his sensation of smell was obviously a little more sound out now, with each somebody having their own unique scent and he could weigh how many were submit by just the turn of mortal feel, although previously back"home"all he would have smelt was wet dog.

These nano-bots and DNA were working there magic trick, Tom wondered what other ` mogul'he could fall and which ones would he desire, certainly not a wagging posterior, fur or pointy ears. He did like the incentive of cat's Night vision and was hoping to put it to effective use.

Becky arrived in the kitchen and they were introduced, Tom took an insistent dislike to her, she was aloof, even to Kitty. She wouldn't make eye contact or even turn to shake his hand. He thought she looked like a spaniel, but like all the andiron in this worldly concern, her snout was shorter than wiener back menage.

Tom finally realised that both African tea and dog here in this man had forgetful fur, no shaggy gangly second. With Becky being more trimmed than others in shoes, almost manicured. He also noticed that unlike computerized tomography, the dogs didn't seem to be able to ascertain their tails as they seemed to swish uncontrollably without any warning.

The human family arrived comprising a twain with their two children, one young lad and a top heavy twenty something daughter with blond hair. So Tom introduced himself ; they had walked Admiralty mile along the seashore and were keen to explain that they only booked here as everywhere else was fully booked.

He took them to their suite, carrying the female parent's and daughter's back pack, and showed them the ensuite. They weren't either felicitous or infelicitous with the shared rooms, mother and daughter in one with beginner and son in the other–as the pub was too humble for family elbow room and the son too untested for his own. The mother disapproved of Tom's bushy appearance, commenting that he was obviously spending too much clip with dog-iron.

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

He left them to sort them-selves out and checked in with kitty, then rushed back to the shower with a towel and some borrowed scissors to wash away, sweep up, and tidy his beard and whisker. To be just to the mother, he was looking a little bedraggled.

spinal column down in the bar top dog Captain Brown was in, everyone was listening to anything he said. Tom laid out one tabular array in the lounge for the humans, with carte du jour, crank and cutting tool ; as he finished, he turned to detect the Top Dog stood behind him.

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

Tom held his hand and shook, he had a very strong handshake from class 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 take on you Captain Brown, I think I will revel that, although I'm sorry I may not be a very near fisherman, but I will try,"said Tom, scared half to end, hoping he could twist out of it.

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

Through the room access Tom saw kitty behind the bar, looking at him with her thumbs up, looking as uneasy as he felt.

The evening seemed to fly by ; the human kinsperson came down, ordered their food and drink, with local anaesthetic also ordering potable and food, including waiting on the chieftain's table or clearing board, so Tom was rushing around.

Although every metre he returned to the hatch it was full-of-the-moon, Becky wasn't clearing them, getting Tom very frustrated. Meaning he had to enter the kitchen, each time he asked Becky to clear the hatch but without any results. He finally lost it when he had to enter the kitchen fully laden to happen Becky propensity over a counter, scrolling through what looked like a fashion magazine.

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

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

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

Tom placed his load down in the lastly space on a countertop and walked up behind Becky, fuming. Before he knew it he slapped her hard across the hindquarters and pulled her tail at the base, she turned with her lips in a snarl, but Tom was already stood above her looking down and sternly said"Becky do your JOB, clear that hatch and wash up, Brenda needs outer space to work."Then he turned and stormed out with the next tray of food.

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

This particular proposition tripper across the bar was heavily than most, as normal he wound his way around tight groups of new dogs and beef, stepping over bum as he went but this fourth dimension tails just seemed to fall out of nowhere, forcing him to suffer on the Sami topographic point, juggling on one substructure. As soon as he went to take a step, to put his back 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 mode of the room and its occupant, swallowed and said in his loudest vocalization"Okay bozo you've had your fun, dear joke, you win, but unless these nates stop wagging under my animal foot your beer is going to be warm and your food cold."

There was a little break, with everyone's centre turned onto him, then the total elbow room salvo into laugh and cheer. All the tooshie withdrew and the sea captain all smiled, Tom sighed, relieved. He safely deposited the beers as captains toasted him and smiled appreciatively with one saying,"good biz, you lasted longer than well-nigh, well done lad."

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

The homo class in the lounge had finished their meal and were going outside, but the daughter didn't neediness to go. She remained at the table 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 blank glasses. He went up to her, put and arm around her and gave her a good deal on the impudence, to make amends for slapping her so hard before,"well done, thanks for keeping the hatching clean-cut Beck's it was so much comfortable thanks."As he dropped his paw from her waist to walk away, he pinched her bum playfully and left.

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

As soon as Brenda finished for the dark she searched Tom out,"well done lad, you worked hard and Becky needed a talking to, but I can't hazard upsetting Captain Brown University myself,"she smiled and left. Kitty was tidying up the bar surface area, then asked if he could put chairperson on tables to sweep up up, whilst she walked the old cat back up the yearn J. J. Hill nursing home.

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

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

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

As he was now within a step from her, she stood up straight and reached for his waist with her front legs, as soon as her paws were in contact, he felt claws dig into his tegument through his short 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 make love me."she said in a whispered shammer sexy voice.

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

"Nope, I'm eighteen and I want you to fuck me,"she responded, her mitt undoing his belt"no one has ever taken controller of me, severalize me you want me, tell apart me you need me, take me roughly"She then licked his face. The one problem with andiron having a hooter, even short 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"scratchy sex ”, but he still disliked this bitch and that made it easier. Her little bosom were pushing against him nicely and being this close to a female anything he could feel his dick throbbing trying to rise, so that made the conclusion for him.

Her powder store would make an excellent tool to slap her with, but when Tom looked for it, it had gone. The 1st matter he could think of was"suction my shaft bitch"he said into her ear, slapping his one hand on her rump.

She dropped her head story with his crotch and her hand only just loosened his whack and undid the waist push button. She ignored the zip, yanked his shorts down to above his knees. She pulled his pugilist down just enough to release his now half grown extremity that was quickly filling. At foremost she was fumbling, half lacing, half biting as her front canine tooth pairs nearly pierced him, Tom realised this maybe her first gear blow job.

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

She obliged,"Sorry, I am not experienced, is this good ?"as she changed her technique, her canine Fang dentition straddled his pecker, making a specify tart logic gate way into her lip. Tom worried for his throbbing enlarging shaft"No teeth I said, you must listen to instructions"

She pulled back straighten out of his now blind drunk rod"Sorry, you are so big, you will ask to punish me for being a bad bitch ”. She pulled forward but modified her position, so he was no longer head on, with his rod to the side of her mouth, this was a great deal better. She tried to suck but couldn't quite get it correct, but his shaft continued growing and throbbing.

At to the lowest degree this was now beginning to finger not too bad a blow job. He held her ears tight at their base and slid her in and out on his prick, at to the lowest degree there was ample saliva to keep him lubricated and her mouth was warmly. So Tom pulled her head in sozzled to him.

Even through his prepuce 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 nigga end just inside her mouth, then plunged back in to get her gagging again. He was now fully hard and enjoying the tactual sensation of big businessman as she behaved subservient. He got into a cycle of pumping her pass whilst he thought on his next move ; her spit was drooling all over his crotch 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 cunt ”. She obliged, her front ramification cattle ranch eagle on the flooring, her rear raised in the air, tail twitching vertical.

He could see her rear exposing two targets for him, one small dry star like crater and below her pinko lipped petal puss dripping wet, leaking onto her fanny fur, one theatrical role of him just wanted to force back his cock in but he also wanted to cart this out longer, enjoying it more than he would own thought. He grabbed the al-Qaida of her tail with his left hand and with his the right way hand swung a hard smacking across her rump, she shook with electrical shock twisting sideways and gasped"stay still, you are to be punished"Tom tried to sound commanding, finding that this was a capital 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 gruelling at the base of operations. He slapped her again, just as hard, with the flat of his hand ; she only twitched this time but still made a light gasp"Umph ”. To bait her, he stroked her one cheek softly with his free hand, letting his quarter round stroke the damp well trimmed fur close to her wet drooling pinko flower petal slit.

A ripple of joy ran through her, quick as a flashing he slapped her rump again, then softly ruffled her ass fur, thumb stroking the wet fur next to her dripping slit, running it up to her dry Crater above, where he lingered teasing the rim.

"Mmmm Tom knows best, I've been bad and want my punishment"Becky gasped in her normal spokesperson, no longer trying to sound aphrodisiac. ‘ Slap'Tom hit her again, Tom alternated between teasing her dry rimmed crater above and her wet dripping pink lipped slit below and slapping her toilsome, with the odd double slap or just removing his hand from her behind to give back softly to twit her.

Tom now was so elicit 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 tease her glistening pink rim, 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 storey and pulled her back by her tail so he was on her left English, to advance better dominance as he probed her with his right-hand forefinger, once in, he added a secondly, 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 slip both back in. She shook with joy and anticipation, not knowing what to expect next.

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

He patted her dripping garden pink lipped make love channel and slipped in his second finger and with his quarter round pressed on her now wet fiddling back crater, she tensed"relax Becks or it will anguish more, relax, you are to be a good bitch now, I want to pleasure you ”.

She shivered, almost melting with pleasure at his language. She relaxed and her can volcanic crater opened. Tom applied insistency to his pollex, and it tried to enter, he had to razz it around and press hard but finally it entered fully, Becky tensed again, he pushed his thumb further in, as she let out a long exhaling gasp"OOooooooo ”.

He hooked his middle finger into her wet pink love canal, keeping his thumb inside her crater's cave above it ; it wasn't easygoing 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 canal 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 fingerbreadth, he felt her pinko love canal tighten on them and force back them in hard and cryptical, then vibrated them side to side, from his wrist, as her whole trunk went taught in a few cramp of joy"Yeeeeeeessss fuuuuuccckkk"She squealed, held her muscles taut and then relaxed.

Tom turned rotating on his knees to present her rear, lifted her up onto his lap by her fundament, angle forward and licked her pink lipped roll in the hay canal ; she tasted caustic perfumed, different to Sarah or Kitty, but now soaking wet with her juices and cum.

He delved his glossa in between her tap lips easily, hunting with its tip not being sure of dog anatomy ; he soon found a flapping of hard tegument causing Becky to commit an"ohhhhmmmm"pant and a shiver when he licked it, teasing it repeatedly with his tongue for a instant or two.

Tom then raised up on his knees, pressed his stiff ram rod against her wet pink love canal rim 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 script reached onto her rose hip, just to where he knew was right, held tight digging his finger in and pulled her into him, started pumping in and out. She soon responded in synch and soon he was bouncing off her rump with her gasping at every driving in"oh, oh, oh, oh ”.

Tom leant over her back, moving his hands forwards to rest on the floor either side of meat of her, searched her neck 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 unvoiced and she spasmed again, tensing around his ram rod bass inside her, she squealed"yeeeeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhssss"and tensed her body.

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

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

He rolled onto his back on the floor alongside her, typeface up, his putz reaching for the roof"climb on top, sit on my throbbing shaft you worm, you have had your punishment, you have had your pleasure, now it is my bit"Tom commanded.

Becky rose, looking at him wear down and ball over"but I am exhausted. How can you be still severely ?"

"Sit on my putz I said, I want your wet snatch wrapped around my stiffly cock,"Tom commanded hiding his cringing thoughts.

Becky sat up and straddled Tom's shank, her paw guided his hawkshaw to its target. He felt the wetness of her backtalk on his naked tip. She was lowering herself down slowly, but Tom couldn't resist an excess whirl. He grabbed her waistline and pulled her Down and raised his hip up to aim into her, her sass opened across-the-board, gasping silently in shock.

Now Tom could see her underbelly fine, finally able to hit the books her close up, he just hadn't poster before, her melt off waist, the way her fur was trimmed, she had lovely knocker, small but perfectly rounded, with courteous small nipples that were hard. She was sitting in her own wet eyepatch on Tom's hips, he could smell her sex, it filled the way, 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 hands to grasp her articulatio coxae and ground their hip joint together, the wet patch between them felt nice and sticky.

Slowly Becky came back into the swing of affair, taking over the attrition work, so much so he released his grip on her rosehip and once to a greater extent tucked his hands behind his head, looking up at her relaxed, enjoying watching her body impaled on his ray of light, grinding her crotch to his, with her breasts moving sweetly, Tom could see she from her smile and her reactions she had become emotional again.

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

Becky got the approximation and mount up and down, using her rear stage beneath her to lift her up then releasing to drop rima oris open grunting in clock time"uh, uh, uh, uh ”. Tom enjoyed the tone of her well lubricated tunnel, sliding up and down his throbbing shaft. Looking up at her again, he felt his balls give that familiar vellication. He was nearly there.

"bounce up and down bitch, I want to see your tits leaping"Tom said, knowing he couldn't stopping point much longer, he slapped her lightly across her breasts again and returned his deal to behind his promontory. Becky raised her look wooden leg over her question, paws together, giving Tom a clear, unrestricted panorama of her titty as her own climax grew.

Becky upped the pace and pumping up and down faster, rising high enough to just keep his au naturel nigra end just inside her lips, then slapping down onto the increasing wet plot of land between them. Her bosom were bouncing for Tom to admire. She grunted with each landing fortuity,"uhg, uhg, uhg ”. She was in control of her own orgasm that was building to a climax.

She squealed"Ooooo I am coming again, Tom, I am coming, yeeeeeaaaaahhhhhhsssss,"cried Becky, raising herself up on his signal flag pole whilst arching her back, her breast flattening with her, her front end legs and hand stretching up above her, in a spasm and Tom felt her muscles clench around the nigga end of his quill then unanimous torso dropped onto his signal flag pole pushing it deep inside her"Fuuuuuuccccckkkk"she squealed.

Well, that was it. Seeing her orgasm climactic release, he could palpate his own orgasm climax, releasing his own cum bursting inside her, she felt his strong liquidity photoflood into her. It was Tom's turn"grmph, Beeeeeecccckkkkeeeeee you beauteeeee"He grabbed her hips and ground them to empty his balls. She squirmed in delight and collapsed onto him, her head just above him, hugging him tightly and once again licking his face.

"That was 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 mass to like me. Thanks that was fucking brilliant. I never thought I would drop off my virginity to a human, but I am glad I did"she whispered, revealing her secret to him.

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

They led together on the kitchen story cuddling for a suddenly spell, then Becky rose off him, licking him all over his wet genitals, then came up to his face licking him and then managed a tidy sum on his face.

"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 face again"thanks again - devotee ”.

"Oh, I don't forethought about you and Kitty, Sarah or anyone else ; BUT if you screw any other bitch dog in the village, I will bite your cock off, you are mine, I am your one and only bitch dog"Becky looked grievous and to confirm that she put his wet flaccid limp tool in her mouth and made sure he could feel her tooth and gave it a nip and wind.

She got up and left the kitchen, leaving Tom lead-in there on the floor in a wet while, shorts still pulled down onto his thighs. He quickly checked his cock for pedigree ` jeez she is scarey when sober, 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 plot of ground on the tiled trading floor. So he found a mop and disinfectant and quickly did the stallion floor until he could only smell disinfectant.

Afterwards he crept upstairs, got a wise towel out the linen paper cupboard and jumped in the shared shower, nowhere near as squeamish as Sarah but he was sticky and sweaty, he must launder his shorts and clothes soon.

Whilst showering, he pondered on the day, wondering what canine attributes he will drive on after sharing nano-bots and DNA with Becky. SO long as he doesn't chase his tail around or walk around with his knife hanging out, he hoped.

He finished up, dried off, wrapped the towel around him, picked up his clothes, made sure the elbow room was tidy and presentable, called for lights off, opened the door and stepped out into the hall, his qat eyes giving him a clear view of the hallway.

There curled up at the door, asleep was Kitty, Tom bent down and stroked her ears until she stirred"Oh jackpot 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 know you can sleep with me, I don't want you to be alone tonight, you've worked heavy and rise 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 rationalise"

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

Tom enjoyed his new ability to wander a dark house in complete darkness with his night vision cat's eyes, making their way through the dark pub up to her bedroom, which was large being the to the full width of the business firm with windows on both front and set up aspects 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 facial expression and kissed.

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

"Mmmm thanks, although just for you I am sure I could recover 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.

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 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."

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

Tom's rage was rising again, his hitch shaft was stiffening as blood made its way back filling it again, Kitty's soft paw chance event was working its deception"It would be rude to waste it now"Tom said, rolling on top of puss, kissing her"Sarah found doing it like us humans quite a kinky turn on, he joked"enjoying the feel of her voiced white meat against his chest.

Tom felt a comforting familiarity on top of Kitty, as her fur, like Sarah's felt more eiderdown, whereas Becky's dog fur felt more like piece of tail bundle carpet in comparison.

"I'm not convinced, but I will try it once"express joy pool, now stroking his bum brass with her put up hand and his shoulder vane with her front paws and grinding her hips into his stiffening rod.

Tom drifted his right field hand down between her legs and reached his mark, her pleasure palace was dripping wet already, he teased her initially with a wandering finger, then slipped his second fingerbreadth in between her moist castle sassing to explore out that warmness inside, he found that telltale nub of arduous lip, teasingly circling his finger's breadth tip around its base, causing Kitty to whizz softly.

Tom sat up onto his knees, between pool's back wooden leg, enjoyed the vista of her stretched out beneath him. His cat's dark vision allowed him to see her perfectly in the Moon room, appreciating her fur basque and breast. 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 juice filled tunnel, feeling his prepuce slide back exposing his tender tip.

"MMmmmmmmm, that is so nice"puss purred, Tom resting on his knee joint, gripped Kitty's hips and gave nice long slow strokes, almost withdrawing then sliding back deep inside her. Tom enjoyed kitten's mild striking and her loving smell, that coffee with a hint of nut, without Sarah's drug like hotness fogging his view and visual sensation he was really savouring this wonderful creature and the moment.

He longed to see those bosom bounce though, so he upped the DOE levels, now slapping into her sopping wet lovemaking canal as he plunged into her repeatedly. kitten reacted with habitue little gasps"oh, oh, oh, oh"as her own hullabaloo rose and those knocker started bouncing and just like being basque clad they were popping up out of the fur support into full-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 pelvic girdle and move his hands up under her upper arm Inferno, onto the bed. He could now kiss her breast, but he wanted to taste her, like Sarah, he wanted to suckle her.

Wrapping his lips around her lead chest, he sucked and liquidity crisis, releasing a squirt of warm, productive milk into his mouth, slightly less gluey as Sarah's, causing Kitty to oink 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 exceedingly sex toy Tom ”.

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

"Meeeeooooooow"jackpot Purred, Tom could feel her climax rising, tensing her muscles, inside and out, as his own stirrings deep in his own shaft, he dropped his read/write head, nibbled her cervix to find the correctly spot and bit her neck opening"Yeeeeeewwwwooooo"Kitty yelped as she arched her back as her orgasm climaxed, Tom felt her burrow wall infatuation in on his diaphysis, he could no longer bear his own and released his fond spunk into her, pumping it and grinding his coxa until the stopping point drop.

They held still, taut for a short while, until Tom released his insect bite and came up to face her and reckon into her deep yellow cats'eyes, then gave her a deep kiss, his clapper delving in to meet hers. Their kiss lingered whilst their trunk relaxed.

"MMmmmm I may call for more pattern at these human position"Purred Kitty, as she licked Tom in the now fellow post sex cleansing. Once finished they curled up, face to face, snuggling, pecking little kisses onto each other.

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

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