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It excited Tom at long last to be out and about exploring this new universe at long last. Although he had promised Kitty to serve at the pub with her homo invitee tonight. He was redress about the pub's location, as they arrived at the with child thatched cap house overlooking the beach and low wall running around a small front lawn. A little foretoken read"Kitty's pub and B & B"on the gate that gave entry to the pub.

Initially they ignored the waiting room and bar area. They climbed the stairs up to the indorse 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"chamber, but really just for somewhere to stow his rucksack and to keep up appearances. Pointing out that behind the next door was pussycat's bedroom.

The initiatory floor had a shared shower and toilet, and the guest ensuite rooms, which had wardrobes for guests. They got linen and made the bed with factual duvets and pillows.

Back down on the land floor, in the kitchen, he received a Shirley Temple"pool's Pub"forestage and introduced to Brenda the chef, an former cat, who wore a gaberdine and apron. Brenda was nice, looked quizzically at jackpot, who quickly explained their story of Tom just looking for summertime study and walking the coast after losing his job.

Kitty showed him the bar and lounge orbit, although he couldn't see anything like a trough anywhere. Neither of the two domain was that large, both would be ` busy'with twenty mass in them and rammed with thirty occupants. These could be in any pub anywhere in UK, in either Earth. Low ceilings, dark light beam overhead with an out-of-doors fervency in both.

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

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

"Add new person to level 1 approach, name Tom,"Kitty 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 articulation command to turn spark on & off, lock threshold and in an emergency set off fire alarms. You just want to Department of State lights on / off, ringlet / unlock threshold and the pub will oppose"said Kitty, shrugging off his nonplus 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 comrade and much like his former bar piece of work, except that the clientele would be human sized cats and blackguard, plus some captain firedog who where to receive server serviced, as they all sit at a large table in the bay window of the bar, each on their own bum and had their own individual mugs–which Tom had to learn. The few other tables were little, using stools rather than chairs, the bar being surrounded with empty, cubital joint eminent shelf for patronage to prop their beer on, all to keep space useable in the small bar area.

Food was to be collected from the kitchen crosshatch and dirty dishes, empty beer chicken feed returned to the same hatch. The new dog will consume them to keep the hatching crystalise. Kitty warned him about the new dog Becky, who was the girl of the top dog Captain brownness. He had asked jackpot to utilize Becky as a personal party favor, as they knew she was spoilt, self-important and hopefully a summertime job would make for her pile to earthly concern, before she goes to university at the end of the summer.

There was a lot of to remember and etiquette to follow, but above all he was NOT to maltreat on any full dress. He learnt the menu's, which were very conclusion to his house counterparts, some tailored for cats, some for dogs and some for humans, but all could invoke to anyone should they wish.

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

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

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

Becky arrived in the kitchen and they were introduced, Tom took an moment disapproval to her, she was aloof, even to pussy. She wouldn't make eye contact or even turn to shake his paw. He thought she looked like a spaniel, but like all the dogs in this macrocosm, her snout was inadequate than pawl back home.

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

The human being syndicate arrived comprising a pair with their two nipper, one untried lad and a top heavy twenty something daughter with blonde hair. So Tom introduced himself ; they had walked miles along the seacoast and were keen to excuse that they only booked here as everywhere else was fully booked.

He took them to their suite, carrying the mother's and daughter's back pack, and showed them the ensuite. They weren't either happy or dysphoric with the shared rooms, mother and daughter in one with Father-God and son in the other–as the pub was too small for family rooms and the son too vernal for his own. The mother disapproved of Tom's shaggy-coated appearance, commenting that he was obviously spending too often prison term with detent.

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

He left them to assort them-selves out and checked in with kitty, then rushed back to the shower with a towel and some borrowed scissors grip to moisten, brush up, and tidy his whiskers and fuzz. To be fairish to the mother, he was looking a little bedraggled.

vertebral column down in the bar top dog captain brown was in, everyone was listening to anything he said. Tom laid out one table in the lounge for the humans, with menus, methamphetamine hydrochloride and cutlery ; as he finished, he turned to find the Top Dog stood behind him.

"So you're Tom ?"he said, holding his script out"Kitty told me your fib, you'll be fishing with me in the morning, jackpot thinks you will be finished with the human breakfast by 9:30, so arrive down to the beach by 10 and we'll be off."

Tom held his hand and shook, he had a very strong handshaking from years of fishing for a living, his eyes scrutinised Tom, did he surmise ? This wasn't a request ; he was to be there at 10.

"Nice to meet you sea captain John Brown, I think I will revel that, although I'm sorry I may not be a very good fisher, but I will try,"said Tom, scared half to last, hoping he could squirm out of it.

"To be a Fisherdog takes class of experience and hard work, so I am not expecting much, don't headache we are only pulling up some Cancer the Crab pots, so just difficult work,"he replied, turned and returned to the bar and his posterior at the captain's table.

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

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

Although every prison term he returned to the hatch it was full, Becky wasn't clearing them, getting Tom very frustrated. Meaning he had to go into the kitchen, each prison term he asked Becky to authorize the hatch but without any results. He finally lost it when he had to get in the kitchen fully laden to find Becky leaning over a heel counter, scrolling through what looked like a mode magazine.

"Becky ! for bonk's rice beer, I am working my ass off here, Brenda is too, it's a loony bin out there, pussy is working flat out, you are letting not just yourself down but also us and your boss, kitty-cat ; we need to make for as a team,"

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

Tom glanced at Brenda, who just shrugged in adoption, 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 detent than he could with students at his old student bar.

Tom placed his burden down in the last space on a countertop and walked up behind Becky, fuming. Before he knew it he slapped her hard across the bottom and pulled her tail at the al-Qaida, she turned with her sass in a snarl, but Tom was already stand above her looking down and sternly said"Becky do your JOB, sack up that crosshatch and wash up, Brenda needs space to work."Then he turned and stormed out with the next tray of food.

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

This fussy trip across the bar was difficult than most, as convention he wound his way around tight groups of young hotdog and bitches, stepping over dress suit as he went but this time tails just seemed to come out of nowhere, forcing him to abide on the same smirch, juggling on one infantry. As soon as he went to need a step, to place his second ft down tails would just riff out appearing out of nowhere at his chosen spot.

After a minute of Tom standing on one leg, balancing his tray, he summed up the mood of the way and its occupants, swallowed and said in his flash voice"Okay hombre you've had your fun, good jape, you win, but unless these tails stop wagging under my feet your beer is going to be quick and your solid food cold."

There was a little pause, with everyone's middle turned onto him, then the entire way burst into laughter and sunshine. All the tails withdrew and the police chief all smiled, Tom sighed, relieved. He safely deposited the beers as captains toasted him and smiled appreciatively with one saying,"salutary game, you lasted longer than most, well done lad."

As he returned with the empty crank, the clientele showed approval with thumb up, smack on his back, laughing nods and the odd pinch on his bum. He was even more pleased to see an empty hatch. Peering through he saw Becky working hard away, Brenda turned and smiled at him approvingly as he deposited the glasses. For the rest of the night, the hatching remained clear.

The human family in the sofa had finished their meal and were going outside, but the daughter didn't want to go. She remained at the tabular array 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 ledge with clean methamphetamine. He went up to her, put and arm around her and gave her a peck on the nerve, to pretend amends for slapping her so laborious originally,"well done, thanks for keeping the hatch elucidate Beck's it was so much leisurely thanks."As he dropped his bridge player from her waist to walk away, he pinched her bum playfully and left.

The evening wore on and slowly the clientele diminished ; the police chief 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 laborious and Becky needed a talking to, but I can't jeopardy upsetting captain Brown myself,"she smiled and left. Kitty was tidying up the bar region, then asked if he could put chairwoman on table to swing 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"luminousness off,"but he could still smell out just one remaining dog, following the scent he went into the kitchen which was dimly lit by fly killing ultraviolet radiation lighter and could see Becky there, flicking through her magazine.

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

"No, I wanted to look for you,"she said, Tom wasn't sure but it sounded like a pitiful try to voice 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 manus were in contact, he felt claws dig into his peel through his shorts and she pulled him in closing up tight to her.

"No one has ever spoken to me that way, nor spanked me, I want you to lie with 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 specific beef dog.

"Nope, I'm eighteen and I want you to bed me,"she responded, her paws undoing his belted ammunition"no one has ever taken command of me, tell me you want me, enjoin me you need me, take me roughly"She then licked his side. The one trouble with dogs having a nozzle, even short unity, kisses either don't piece of work easily or dogs just prefer to lick.

Tom paused, not sure what to do. None of his sexual experience prepared him for"approximative sex ”, but he still disliked this cunt and that made it easier. Her petty breasts were pushing against him nicely and being this close to a female anything he could sense his pecker throbbing trying to rise up, so that made the determination for him.

Her magazine would hit an excellent creature to slap her with, but when Tom looked for it, it had gone. The start thing he could think of was"Suck my stopcock bitch"he said into her ear, slapping his one hand on her rump.

She dropped her headland level with his genitals and her paws only just loosened his belt and undid the waist clitoris. She ignored the zip, yanked his shortstop down to above his articulatio genus. She pulled his shorts down just enough to turn his now half originate member that was quickly filling. At first she was clumsy, half whacking, half biting as her front eyetooth teeth pairs nearly pierced him, Tom realised this maybe her kickoff blow job.

"Slow down squawk no teeth, make me unvoiced so I can ram it into your wet puss"he said, cringing to try 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 shaft, making a specialize sharp gate way into her mouth. Tom worried for his throbbing enlarging shaft"No dentition I said, you must mind to instructions"

She pulled back clear of his now stiff rod"Sorry, you are so big, you will need to penalize me for being a bad squawk ”. She pulled forward but modified her position, so he was no longer mind on, with his rod to the side of her mouth, this was practically ripe. She tried to wet-nurse but couldn't quite get it right, but his shaft continued growing and throbbing.

At least this was now beginning to feel not too bad a blow job. He held her spike tight at their understructure and slid her in and out on his dick, at least there was ample spittle to keep open him lubricated and her mouth was warm. So Tom pulled her headway in tight to him.

Even through his foreskin his tip felt the roughness of the ceiling of her sassing and then her throat, causing her to gag.

He pulled out, with his cutis covered spade end just inside her mouth, then plunged back in to get her gagging again. He was now fully hard and enjoying the feeling of exponent as she behaved subservient. He got into a cycle of pumping her psyche whilst he thought on his next move ; her spittle was drooling all over his crotch and onto the floor.

"Get on all quartet, turn around and exhibit your rump to me"Tom commanded"I want to see your juicy bitch cunt ”. She obliged, her front legs spread bird of Jove on the floor, her fanny raised in the air, tail twitching vertical.

He could see her behind exposing two targets for him, one small dry hotshot like crater and below her pink lipped petal dent dripping wet, leaking onto her back fur, one part of him just wanted to push his hammer in but he also wanted to embroil this out longer, enjoying it more than he would birth thought. He grabbed the stem of her tail with his go away hand and with his right hand swung a hard slap across her rump, she shook with stupor twisting sideways and gasped"stay still, you are to be punished"Tom tried to sound commanding, finding that this was a great spell on and he was enjoying it maybe a little more than he should.

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

A ripple of pleasance ran through her, quick as a flashbulb he slapped her rump again, then softly ruffled her rump fur, thumb stroking the wet fur side by side to her dripping cunt, running it up to her dry crater above, where he lingered teasing the rim.

"Mmmm Tom knows estimable, I've been bad and want my punishment"Becky gasped in her normal voice, no longer trying to vocalise sexy. ‘ slap'Tom hit her again, Tom alternated between teasing her dry rimmed Crater above and her wet dripping pinko lipped slit below and slapping her punishing, with the odd double slap or just removing his hand from her croupe to return softly to tease her.

Tom now was so stimulate he was salivating at her wet seat, dying to get inside. She was quivering at her own arousal - he wanted in. On the following slap, as his hand returned to softly tease her glistening pink backtalk, this sentence 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 knees on the story and pulled her back by her tail so he was on her left side of meat, to acquire better ascendance as he probed her with his properly forefinger, once in, he added a second, which was a great deal loaded"Wooooooow"she squealed. He could pump both fingers in and out, now and then he would quickly pull them out and either smack or stroke her wet rear, to slide both back in. She shook with pleasure and anticipation, not knowing what to require next.

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

He patted her dripping pink lipped roll in the hay epithelial duct and slipped in his second finger and with his thumb pressed on her now wet fiddling hind end crater, she tensed"relax Becks or it will wound more, relax, you are to be a unspoiled beef now, I want to pleasure you ”.

She shivered, almost melting with pleasure at his words. She relaxed and her keister crater opened. Tom applied pressure to his thumb, and it tried to recruit, he had to tease it around and compress 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's breadth into her wet pink love channel, keeping his quarter round inside her crater's cave above it ; it wasn't leisurely as her she was tight and pushing back. So he released it to hear Becky yelp"yooow ”, but drove his two finger in and out her dripping pink canal with corking speed.

Becky was quivering more and Sir Thomas More"oh, oh, oh, I'm going to cum, I'm coming, yes, yes"she whispered as she spasmed back onto his digit, he felt her pink love canal tighten on them and drove them in gruelling and deep, then vibrated them slope to side, from his articulatio radiocarpea, as her entirely trunk went taught in a few spasms of delight"Yeeeeeeessss fuuuuuccckkk"She squealed, held her muscularity taut and then relaxed.

Tom turned rotating on his knees to face her rear, lifted her up onto his lap by her tail, leant forward and licked her pink lipped love canal ; she tasted acerbic sugared, different to Sarah or Kitty, but now soaking wet with her juices and cum.

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

Tom then raised up on his knees, pressed his set ram rod against her wet pink love canal lips and beat back 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 bridge player reached onto her coxa, just to where he knew was right, held tight digging his finger's breadth in and pulled her into him, started pumping in and out. She soon responded in synch and soon he was bouncing off her rear with her gasping at every drive in"oh, oh, oh, oh ”.

Tom leant over her binding, moving his workforce forwards to reside on the flooring either side 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 nice, I'm coming again, please"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 bite, drew in a oceanic abyss breath and came up back onto his stifle again, withdrawing out of her, his penis dripping with her cum. She collapsed on the floor with a oink"Gmphhhhh ”.

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

He rolled onto his back on the floor alongside her, expression 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 pleasance, now it is my spell"Tom commanded.

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

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

Becky sat up and straddled Tom's waist, her paw guided his dick to its object. He felt the wetness of her back talk 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 hips up to motor into her, her mouth opened wide, gasping silently in shock.

Now Tom could see her underbelly fine, finally able to study her last up, he just hadn't notice before, her slim waist, the way her fur was trimmed, she had lovely titty, minor but perfectly rounded, with nice diminished tit that were hard. She was sitting in her own wet patch on Tom's rose hip, he could smell her sex, it filled the room, but she wasn't moving.

Tom slapped his fingers of one hand across both her knocker"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 script to compass her pelvic arch and ground their rose hip together, the wet speckle between them felt nice and sticky.

Slowly Becky came back into the swing of things, taking over the grinding body of work, so much so he released his grip on her hips and once more tucked his manus behind his head, looking up at her relaxed, enjoying watching her body impaled on his shaft, grinding her crotch to his, with her white meat moving sweetly, Tom could see she from her smile and her reactions she had become kindle again.

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

Becky got the idea and bait up and down, using her rear peg beneath her to reverse her up then releasing to neglect mouth open grunting in meter"uh, uh, uh, uh ”. Tom enjoyed the feel of her well lubricated burrow, sliding up and down his throbbing shaft. Looking up at her again, he felt his egg give that familiar twitching. He was nearly there.

"leaping up and down cunt, I want to see your nipple bounce"Tom said, knowing he couldn't go much longer, he slapped her lightly across her chest again and returned his work force to behind his brain. Becky raised her front legs over her forefront, paws together, giving Tom a realize, unrestricted panorama of her breasts as her own orgasm grew.

Becky upped the pacing and pumping up and down faster, rising gamey enough to just stay fresh his naked jigaboo end just inside her mouth, then slapping down onto the increasing wet speckle between them. Her chest 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 figurehead ramification and hand stretching up above her, in a spasm and Tom felt her muscles clench around the coon end of his shaft then whole body dropped onto his flag pole pushing it recondite inside her"Fuuuuuuccccckkkk"she squealed.

Well, 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 flood into her. It was Tom's turn"grmph, Beeeeeecccckkkkeeeeee you beauteeeee"He grabbed her hips and bray them to abandon his balls. She squirmed in delight and collapsed onto him, her brain just above him, hugging him tightly and once again licking his face.

"That was unconvincing 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 fall back 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 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 floor cuddling for a short while, then Becky rose off him, licking him all over his wet genital organ, then came up to his nerve licking him and then managed a deal on his impertinence.

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

"Oh, I don't care about you and pot, Sarah or anyone else ; BUT if you screw any early gripe dog in the village, I will burn your cock off, you are mine, I am your one and only bitch dog"Becky looked unplayful and to confirm that she put his wet flaccid limp tool in her oral fissure and made sure he could sense her teeth and gave it a nip and turn of events.

She got up and left the kitchen, leaving Tom pencil lead there on the story in a wet piece, shorts still pulled down onto his thighs. He quickly checked his cock for ancestry ` jeez she is scary when unplayful, I'm trusted 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 while on the tiled floor. So he found a mop and disinfectant and quickly did the entire floor until he could only smack disinfectant.

Afterwards he crept upstairs, got a fresh towel out the linen cupboard and jumped in the shared shower bath, nowhere near as decent as Sarah but he was mucilaginous and sweaty, he must launder his shorts and clothes soon.

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

He finished up, dried off, wrapped the towel around him, picked up his clothes, made sure the room was healthy and presentable, called for igniter off, opened the door and stepped out into the hallway, his CT eyes giving him a clear sentiment of the hallway.

There curled up at the threshold, asleep was puss, 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 recognise you can sleep with me, I don't want you to be alone tonight, you've worked firmly and proved 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 speak and apologize"

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

Tom enjoyed his new ability to digress a grim house in complete darkness with his night vision cat's centre, making their way through the dark pub up to her bedroom, which was large being the full breadth of the theatre with windows on both front and ass scene 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 font to face and kissed.

"It's ok Tom, it's been a farseeing day so you are probably shattered now, I don't expect you to do, however eventually I would like to sustain the hazard to leave scratch marks on my roof shaft, like Sarah has above her bed,"Kitty said winking at him with a knowing grin as she stroked his limp member teasingly.

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

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

kitten went on,"I have made Captain Brown promise to play you back safely from your fishing trip ; we have lost nearly every off globe visitant to captain Robert Brown taking them out on his sportfishing boat, no one really knows where they go but he returns hours later without them."

Tom's passion was rising again, his hobble prick was stiffening as blood made its way back filling it again, kitten's piano paw stroke was working its magic trick"It would be crude to rot it now"Tom said, rolling on top of puss, kissing her"Sarah found doing it like us humans quite a kinky go on, he joked"enjoying the spirit of her soft breasts against his chest.

Tom felt a comforting familiarity on top of Kitty, as her fur, like Sarah's felt more duvet, whereas Becky's dog fur felt more like shag big money carpet in comparison.

"I'm not win over, but I will try it once"laughed pussycat, now stroking his bum cheeks with her rear manus and his shoulder blades with her straw man paws and grinding her hips into his stiffening rod.

Tom drifted his aright hand down between her legs and reached his aim, her pleasance palace was dripping wet already, he teased her initially with a wandering finger, then slipped his second digit in between her moist palace lips to search out that affectionateness inside, he found that telltale nub of severely lip, teasingly circling his finger tip around its base, causing Kitty to purr softly.

Tom sat up onto his knees, between Kitty's rear wooden leg, enjoyed the horizon of her stretched out beneath him. His cat's night vision allowed him to see her perfectly in the moonlight way, appreciating her fur basque and breasts. 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 foreskin swoop back exposing his ship's boat tip.

"MMmmmmmmm, that is so overnice"kitty purred, Tom resting on his stifle, gripped Kitty's pelvic girdle and gave nice long slow apoplexy, almost withdrawing then sliding back deep inside her. Tom enjoyed pot's delicate link and her loving smell, that coffee bean with a intimation of nut, without Sarah's drug like heat fogging his thoughts and vision he was really savouring this rattling animal and the second.

He longed to see those breasts bounce though, so he upped the energy levels, now slapping into her sopping wet love canal as he plunged into her repeatedly. Kitty reacted with unconstipated little gasps"oh, oh, oh, oh"as her own upheaval rose and those breasts started bouncing and just like being basque clad they were popping up out of the fur support into broad view, then dropping back with fluidity.

Tom leant over, kissing her underbelly, working his way up, until he had to release her rose hip and move his hands up under her upper arm quarry, onto the bed. He could now osculate her breasts, but he wanted to try out her, like Sarah, he wanted to breastfeed her.

Wrapping his lips around her left breast, he sucked and squeeze play, releasing a squirt of warmly, productive milk into his mouth, slightly less mucilaginous 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 aphrodisiac super sex toy Tom ”.

She squirmed slightly at a lower place him as he moved upwards, keeping the Milk safely contained in his closed rim. His bureau 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 former's computed axial tomography'eyes, his rim above hers and let a drop out, lowered his back talk and kissed, pushing his clapper into her rima oris, sharing her Milk.

"Meeeeooooooow"kitty-cat Purred, Tom could feel her climax rise, tensing her brawn, inside and out, as his own inspiration deep in his own shaft, he dropped his head, nibbled her neck to discover the right spot and bit her neck"Yeeeeeewwwwooooo"pussy yelped as she arched her back as her sexual climax climaxed, Tom felt her tunnel wall calf love in on his shaft, he could no longer contain his own and released his warm spunk into her, pumping it and grinding his hips until the last drop.

They held still, taut for a dead while, until Tom released his snack and came up to face her and look into her deep icteric cats'center, then gave her a thick osculation, his knife delving in to meet hers. Their kiss lingered whilst their torso relaxed.

"MMmmmm I may need More practice at these human positions"Purred Kitty, as she licked Tom in the now conversant post sex cleaning. Once finished they curled up, case to facial expression, snuggling, pecking piddling kiss onto each other.

Tom felt comfortable and good in kitty's blazonry with her odd gently purr, curled up in yet another warm, easy breathing duvet and he slowly dropped off to sleep.

To Be Continued, assuming multitude give enough positive degree votes and constructive commentary ! *******