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It excited Tom at long last to be out and about exploring this new world at long last. Although he had promised Kitty to help at the pub with her human Edgar Albert Guest tonight. He was right about the pub's location, as they arrived at the gravid thatched roof house overlooking the beach and low bulwark running around a diminished front lawn. A small sign read"Kitty's pub and B & B"on the gate that gave entranceway to the pub.

Initially they ignored the lounge and bar orbit. They climbed the stairs up to the s floor, high in the roof. At the top of the step, puss showed him a closet room with a bed for him to use as"his"sleeping accommodation, but really just for somewhere to stow his rucksack and to hold up appearances. Pointing out that behind the next door was Kitty's bedroom.

The first floor had a shared shower and toilet, and the guest ensuite rooms, which had wardrobes for Edgar Guest. They got linen and made the bed with actual duvet and pillows.

backrest down on the ground floor, in the kitchen, he received a black"Kitty's Pub"proscenium and introduced to Brenda the chef, an sr. cat, who wore a gaberdine and proscenium. Brenda was nice, looked quizzically at pussy, who quickly explained their narration of Tom just looking for summer piece of work and walking the coast after losing his job.

pussycat showed him the bar and waiting area areas, although he couldn't see anything like a trough anywhere. Neither of the two country was that large, both would be ` busy'with XX people in them and rammed with 30 resident. These could be in any pub anywhere in UK, in either reality. Low cap, drab beams overhead with an open flak in both.

kitten said aloud to no one in particular,"jackpot's pub,"surprising Tom.

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

"Add new somebody to level 1 access, name Tom,"Kitty said

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

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

"This sets you up on voice commands to sprain Light Within on & off, ringlet doorway and in an emergency set off flack dismay. You just necessitate to state luminance on / off, lock / unlock room access and the pub will respond"said Kitty, shrugging off his puzzled look.

She showed him what the assorted drinking were and what would be expected of him, which was basically what Sarah's job was. It was all very familiar and much like his previous bar body of work, except that the clientele would be man sized cats and dogs, plus some captain dogs who where to receive waiter serviced, as they all sit at a declamatory board in the bay window of the bar, each on their own seats and had their own somebody mugs–which Tom had to see. The few early tabular array were small, using feces rather than president, the bar being surrounded with void, elbow high ledge for clientele to shore up their beer on, all to keep blank available in the small bar area.

food was to be collected from the kitchen hatch and dirty bag, empty beer glasses returned to the same crosshatch. The new dog will engage them to keep the hatch clear. pot warned him about the new dog Becky, who was the girl of the top dog Captain Brown. He had asked kitten to utilize Becky as a personal favour, as they knew she was spoilt, self-important 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 think of and etiquette to abide by, but above all he was NOT to step on any tails. He learnt the computer menu's, which were very shut to his home counterparts, some tailored for cats, some for dogs and some for human, but all could appeal to anyone should they wish.

Gradually, as the afternoon wore on, topical anesthetic drifted in for their good afternoon draught, so Tom's story was repeated multiple clock time. Some were captains, and Tom managed to get the right drink and mugs to the right captain. It shocked Tom when a few local firedog pinched his bum, in what was obviously some boisterous tomfoolery.

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

These nano-bots and DNA were working there conjuring trick, Tom wondered what other ` powers'he could accrue and which ones would he desire, certainly not a wagging rear end, fur or pointy pinna. He did like the bonus of cat's night visual sense and was hoping to put it to good 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 middleman or even work to shake his mitt. He thought she looked like a spaniel, but like all the dogs in this world, her snout was poor than hound back home.

Tom finally realised that both computerized tomography and wienerwurst here in this world had short fur, no shaggy gangly scrap. With Becky being more trimmed than others in berth, almost manicured. He also noticed that unlike big cat, the firedog didn't seem to be able to control their tails as they seemed to swoosh uncontrollably without any warning.

The homo mob arrived comprising a couple with their two small fry, one young lad and a top grievous twenty something daughter with light-haired hair. So Tom introduced himself ; they had walked nautical mile along the coast and were keen to excuse that they only booked here as everywhere else was fully booked.

He took them to their rooms, carrying the mother's and daughter's rucksack, and showed them the ensuite. They weren't either happy or unhappy with the shared rooms, mother and girl in one with begetter and son in the other–as the pub was too belittled for family rooms and the son too Edward Young for his own. The mother disapproved of Tom's shaggy-coated show, commenting that he was obviously spending too much time with firedog.

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

He left them to sort out them-selves out and checked in with kitty-cat, then rushed back to the exhibitor with a towel and some borrowed scissors grip to wash, brush up, and straighten out his beard and tomentum. To be fair to the mother, he was looking a little bedraggled.

Back down in the bar top dog Captain brown was in, everyone was listening to anything he said. Tom laid out one table in the waiting area for the humans, with carte, glasses and cutlery ; as he finished, he turned to find 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 morning, pussy thinks you will be finished with the humans breakfast by 9:30, so occur down to the beach by 10 and we'll be off."

Tom held his hand and shook, he had a very strong shake 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 fulfill you master Brown University, I think I will savor that, although I'm sorry I may not be a very safe fisherman, but I will try,"said Tom, scared half to demise, hoping he could squirm out of it.

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

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

The evening seemed to fly by ; the human family came down, ordered their intellectual nourishment and crapulence, with topical anaesthetic also ordering drunkenness and food for thought, including waiting on the maitre d'hotel's table or clearing tables, so Tom was rushing around.

Although every time 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 time he asked Becky to illuminate the crosshatch but without any results. He finally lost it when he had to enter the kitchen fully load to notice Becky leaning over a counter, scrolling through what looked like a fashion magazine.

"Becky ! for nookie's sake, I am working my ass off here, Brenda is too, it's a nut house out there, Kitty is working categoric 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 banker's acceptance, he just didn't know what to do, but with the air being boisterous out there, he imagined he could get away with more with dogs than he could with students at his old scholarly person bar.

Tom placed his encumbrance down in the last space on a countertop and walked up behind Becky, fuming. Before he knew it he slapped her severely across the arse and pulled her tush at the floor, she turned with her lip in a snarl, but Tom was already stand up above her looking down and sternly said"Becky do your JOB, exculpate that crosshatch and airstream 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 maitre d''s tabular array. Picking up the tray full of beer from the bar he then worked his way across this boisterous way, he could be in a busy pub anywhere in either world, he was used to this.

This particular trip across the bar was harder than near, as normal he wound his way around pissed radical of young frank and bitches, stepping over tails as he went but this time tails just seemed to come out of nowhere, forcing him to support on the same speckle, juggling on one foot. As soon as he went to take a step, to place his second fundament down tail assembly would just flick out appearing out of nowhere at his chosen spot.

After a minute of arc of Tom standing on one leg, balancing his tray, he summed up the mood of the room and its occupier, swallowed and said in his loudest vocalization"Okay guy you've had your fun, good joke, you win, but unless these tails stop wagging under my understructure your beer is going to be warm and your intellectual nourishment cold."

There was a slight pause, with everyone's eyes turned onto him, then the entire elbow room fusillade into laughter and cheers. All the tails withdrew and the maitre d'hotel all smiled, Tom sighed, relieved. He safely deposited the beers as maitre d'hotel toasted him and smiled appreciatively with one saying,"good game, you lasted prospicient than about, well done lad."

As he returned with the void glasses, the clientele showed approvals with thumbs up, smack on his back, laughing nods and the odd exigency on his bum. He was even more pleased to get an empty-bellied hatching. 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 folk in the lounge had finished their meal and were going outside, but the girl didn't want to go. She remained at the table with her deglutition, trying to catch Tom's eye, whilst he tried to head off hers as he cleared their table.

He noticed Becky behind the bar, reaching up restocking the ledge with clean glasses. He went up to her, put and arm around her and gave her a peck on the boldness, to make amends for slapping her so hard before,"well done, thanks for keeping the hatch clear Beck's it was so a great deal easier thanks."As he dropped his handwriting from her waist to take the air 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 erstwhile cat sat in the street corner, chatting with Kitty.

As soon as Brenda finished for the Nox she searched Tom out,"well done lad, you worked hard and Becky needed a talking to, but I can't danger upsetting Captain Robert Brown myself,"she smiled and left. pussycat was tidying up the bar area, then asked if he could put professorship on tables to cross up, whilst she walked the old cat back up the long hill home.

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

"Hi, I thought you had gone,"he said walking up to her, not sure how to judge her body lyric or temperament"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 attempt to sound sexy.

As he was now within a step from her, she stood up straight and reached for his waist with her movement legs, as soon as her paws were in touch, he felt claws dig into his skin through his short circuit 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 fuck me."she said in a whispered fake sexy voice.

"ahem, you're too new for me,"Tom hoped he was right ; he still hadn't warmed to this particular proposition bitch dog.

"Nope, I'm XVIII and I want you to fuck me,"she responded, her paw undoing his bash"no one has ever taken control condition of me, tell me you want me, tell me you need me, take me roughly"She then licked his font. The one job with domestic dog having a hooter, even short single, 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"rough sex ”, but he still disliked this bitch and that made it easier. Her slight breasts were pushing against him nicely and being this close to a female person anything he could palpate his prick throbbing trying to come up, so that made the decisiveness for him.

Her cartridge holder would constitute an fantabulous pecker to slap her with, but when Tom looked for it, it had gone. The first thing he could call back of was"Suck my dick bitch"he said into her ear, slapping his one hand on her rump.

She dropped her headland level with his fork and her paws only just loosened his swath and undid the waist clitoris. She ignored the zip, yanked his drawers down to above his knee. She pulled his packer down just enough to expel his now half grown penis that was quickly filling. At first she was clumsy, half licking, one-half biting as her front canine tooth pairs nearly pierced him, Tom realised this maybe her first coke job.

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

She obliged,"Sorry, I am not experienced, is this best ?"as she changed her technique, her dogtooth fang teeth straddled his prick, making a narrow sharp gate way into her mouth. Tom worried for his throbbing enlarging shaft"No teeth I said, you must take heed to education"

She pulled back open of his now stiff rod"Sorry, you are so big, you will need to punish me for being a bad kick ”. 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 much well. She tried to suck but couldn't quite get it right, but his shaft continued growing and throbbing.

At least this was now beginning to sense not too bad a blow job. He held her auricle tight at their base and slid her in and out on his dick, at least there was ample spittle to keep him lube and her mouthpiece was fond. So Tom pulled her head in tight to him.

Even through his prepuce his tip felt the roughness of the cap of her lip and then her throat, causing her to gag.

He pulled out, with his tegument 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 power as she behaved subservient. He got into a round of pumping her head whilst he thought on his adjacent movement ; her spittle was drooling all over his crotch and onto the floor.

"Get on all fours, turn around and present your stern to me"Tom commanded"I want to see your juicy bitch cunt ”. She obliged, her front pegleg spread eagle on the floor, her rear raised in the air, keister twitching vertical.

He could see her stern exposing two targets for him, one small-scale dry star like crater and below her pinko lipped petal slit dripping wet, leaking onto her rear fur, one part of him just wanted to motor his cock in but he also wanted to drag this out longer, enjoying it more than he would have thought. He grabbed the radical of her tail with his bequeath deal and with his right hand swung a hard slap across her butt, she shook with jar twisting sideways and gasped"stay still, you are to be punished"Tom tried to sound commanding, finding that this was a bang-up turn on and he was enjoying it maybe a little to a greater extent than he should.

He pulled her back into military position using her derriere, holding it gruelling at the base. He slapped her again, just as backbreaking, with the flat tire of his hand ; she only twitched this clock time but still made a light gasp"Umph ”. To bug her, he stroked her one nerve softly with his liberal hand, letting his thumb stroke the damp well trimmed fur close to her wet drooling pinko petal puss.

A ripple of pleasure ran through her, quick as a heartbeat he slapped her rump again, then softly ruffled her tush 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 dear, I've been bad and want my punishment"Becky gasped in her normal vox, 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 operose, with the odd double smacking or just removing his handwriting from her rump to devolve softly to fluff her.

Tom now was so wake he was salivating at her wet rear, dying to get inside. She was quivering at her own foreplay - he wanted in. On the next slap, as his hand returned to softly tease her glistening ping lips, this time he slipped a finger inside her, she tensed and gasped"Ohhhh yes, please"and he drove it in to his knuckle and then slowly withdrew it.

He dropped to his knees on the floor and pulled her back by her tail so he was on her left side, to make better command as he probed her with his right forefinger, once in, he added a sec, which was often tighter"Wooooooow"she squealed. He could pump both fingerbreadth 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 delight and anticipation, not knowing what to expect next.

He pulled his finger's breadth free, using the flat of his fingers wiped the juice 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 little crater's muscle, not knowing what was going to happen or when.

He patted her dripping pink lipped love duct and slipped in his mo finger and with his thumb pressed on her now wet small rear crater, she tensed"relax Becks or it will hurt more, loosen up, you are to be a good squawk now, I want to pleasure you ”.

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

He hooked his mediate finger into her wet pink love canal, keeping his thumb inside her crater's cave above it ; it wasn't light as her she was tight and pushing back. So he released it to hear Becky yelp"yooow ”, but drove his two digit in and out her dripping pink duct with large 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 finger, he felt her pink love canal tighten on them and aim them in unvoiced and cryptic, then vibrated them position to side, from his wrist, as her whole body went taught in a few spasms of pleasure"Yeeeeeeessss fuuuuuccckkk"She squealed, held her muscles taut and then relaxed.

Tom turned rotating on his knees to face her back, lifted her up onto his lap by her tush, lean forward and licked her pink lipped sleep with epithelial duct ; she tasted bitter sweet, dissimilar to Sarah or kitten, but now soaking wet with her juices and cum.

He delved his lingua in between her rap back talk easily, hunting with its tip not being surely of dog physical body ; he soon found a flap of hard cutis causing Becky to give an"ohhhhmmmm"pant 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 fixed ram rod against her wet pinko love epithelial duct sass and drove it in deep, she squealed"yeeeeooooowww ”, she was so sloshed on his dig his foreskin pulled back sharply even with all the lubrication inside her.

He released her behind, both his hired hand reached onto her pelvic girdle, 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 drive in"oh, oh, oh, oh ”.

Tom leant over her back, moving his hand forwards to rest on the floor either slope of her, searched her cervix and gathered up some cervix 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 cryptical breath and came up back onto his genu again, withdrawing out of her, his penis dripping with her cum. She collapsed on the story with a grunt"Gmphhhhh ”.

"But you haven't finished yet, I'm not fulfill, I've not cum yet"Tom said. He was pulsing rock hard and his clump 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 back on the base alongside her, face up, his dick reaching for the roof"rise on top, sit on my throbbing cock you worm, you have had your penalization, you have had your pleasance, now it is my turn"Tom commanded.

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

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

Becky sat up and straddled Tom's waist, her paw guided his dick to its mark. He felt the wetness of her lips on his naked tip. She was lowering herself down slowly, but Tom couldn't resist an extra twist. He grabbed her waist and pulled her down and raised his hips up to labour into her, her mouth opened wide, gasping silently in shock.

Now Tom could see her underbelly fine, finally able to study her closing up, he just hadn't notification before, her slim shank, the way her fur was trimmed, she had lovely breasts, pocket-size but perfectly rounded, with prissy small pap that were hard. She was sitting in her own wet fleck on Tom's coxa, he could smell her sex, it filled the room, but she wasn't moving.

Tom slapped his fingers of one hired hand across both her bosom"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 get the picture her hips and run aground their articulatio coxae together, the wet patch between them felt nice and sticky.

Slowly Becky came back into the lilt of things, taking over the grinding employment, so much so he released his grip on her pelvic girdle and once Thomas More tucked his hands behind his head, looking up at her relaxed, enjoying watching her consistency impaled on his shaft, grinding her crotch to his, with her breasts moving sweetly, Tom could see she from her smile and her response she had become conjure up again.

"Bounce up and down on my prick, I need pleasuring"said Tom, as he raised his pelvis 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 smacking. Becky gasped in impact,"Arrrrggghhh ooooo ”.

Becky got the idea and rode up and down, using her stern legs beneath her to lift her up then releasing to drop mouth open grunting in time"uh, uh, uh, uh ”. Tom enjoyed the feel of her well lubricated tunnel, sliding up and down his throbbing shaft. Looking up at her again, he felt his bollock give that familiar twitch. He was nearly there.

"bounce up and down bitch, I want to see your tits bounce"Tom said, knowing he couldn't lowest much longer, he slapped her lightly across her titty again and returned his hands to behind his head. Becky raised her front ramification over her oral sex, paws together, giving Tom a acquit, unrestricted view of her breasts as her own orgasm grew.

Becky upped the tempo and pumping up and down faster, rising high enough to just keep his defenseless spade end just inside her lips, then slapping down onto the increasing wet patch between them. Her breasts were bouncing for Tom to admire. She grunted with each landing separatrix,"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 iris pole whilst arching her back, her breast flattening with her, her front legs and paws stretching up above her, in a spasm and Tom felt her muscles clench around the spade end of his spear then altogether organic structure dropped onto his flag magnetic pole pushing it deep inside her"Fuuuuuuccccckkkk"she squealed.

wellspring, that was it. Seeing her coming climactic going, he could feel his own sexual climax orgasm, releasing his own cum bursting inside her, she felt his strong liquidness flood tide into her. It was Tom's turn"grmph, Beeeeeecccckkkkeeeeee you beauteeeee"He grabbed her rosehip and ground them to abandon his musket ball. She squirmed in delight and collapsed onto him, her oral sex just above him, hugging him tightly and once again licking his face.

"That was unconvincing Tom, I'm sorry I'm an awesome 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 turn a loss my virginity to a human, but I am glad I did"she whispered, revealing her arcanum to him.

shtup, 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 level cuddling for a unforesightful while, then Becky rose off him, licking him all over his wet crotch, then came up to his look licking him and then managed a pot on his cheek.

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

"Oh, I don't caution about you and pot, Sarah or anyone else ; BUT if you screw any early bitch dog in the Village, I will seize with teeth your dick off, you are mine, I am your one and only bitch dog"Becky looked serious and to reassert that she put his wet flaccid limp tool in her lip and made sure he could feel her teeth and gave it a nip and crook.

She got up and left the kitchen, leaving Tom tip there on the floor in a wet patch, shorts still pulled down onto his thighs. He quickly checked his turncock for blood ` jeez she is scary when serious, I'm trusted she meant it'he thought.

He got up, sorted himself out and called for visible light on ; he could smack the sex and see the wet patch on the tiled floor. So he found a mop and antimicrobial and quickly did the entire floor until he could only sense disinfectant.

Afterwards he crept on a higher floor, got a fresh towel out the linen cupboard and jumped in the shared rain shower, nowhere near as nice as Sarah but he was sticky and sweaty, he must wash his shorts and clothes soon.

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

He finished up, dried off, wrapped the towel around him, picked up his clothes, made sure the room was square away and presentable, called for lights off, opened the threshold and stepped out into the hall, his cats eyes giving him a clear persuasion of the hallway.

There curled up at the door, asleep was Kitty, 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 recognize you can sleep with me, I don't want you to be alone tonight, you've worked hard and proven yourself, I heard you with Becky and didn't want to neglect you, so when I heard the shower running I just waited ”.

"Errr Yes, She wanted to verbalize and apologise"

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

Tom enjoyed his new ability to thread a dark house in utter darkness with his night visual sense cat's eyes, making their way through the dark pub up to her chamber, which was large being the full breadth of the menage with windows on both front and rear aspects of the pub ; her bed was possibly the large he had ever seen.

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

"It's ok Tom, it's been a long day so you are probably shattered now, I don't expect you to perform, however eventually I would like to throw the chance to allow for scratch marks on my roof beam of light, like Sarah has above her bed,"Kitty said winking at him with a knowing smile as she stroked his limp extremity teasingly.

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

Kitty needed to severalise 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 affection. Please don't hurt her, she won't expect you to be monogamous, but whoever you go with please return to her, she needs a male in her life."

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

Tom's passion was rising again, his hobble shaft was stiffening as rake made its way back filling it again, Kitty's diffuse paw stroke was working its magic"It would be bounderish to knock off it now"Tom said, rolling on top of Kitty, kissing her"Sarah found doing it like us humans quite a kinky turn on, he joked"enjoying the feeling of her soft breasts against his chest.

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

"I'm not convince, but I will try it once"laughed Kitty, now stroking his bum cheeks with her tooshie paws and his articulatio humeri blades with her front end hand and grinding her hips into his stiffening rod.

Tom drifted his properly script down between her legs and reached his object, her joy castle was dripping wet already, he teased her initially with a wandering fingerbreadth, then slipped his second base finger in between her moist palace backtalk to search out that warmth inside, he found that talebearer nub of hard lip, teasingly circling his finger tip around its nucleotide, causing Kitty to purr softly.

Tom sat up onto his stifle, between pussy's fundament legs, enjoyed the view of her stretched out beneath him. His cat's nighttime 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 tegument 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 slide back exposing his pinnace tip.

"MMmmmmmmm, that is so nice"kitty-cat purred, Tom resting on his knees, gripped Kitty's pelvic arch and gave nice long slow CVA, almost withdrawing then sliding back deep inside her. Tom enjoyed Kitty's soft middleman and her loving smell, that chocolate with a hint of nut, without Sarah's drug like passion fogging his opinion and vision he was really savouring this marvelous creature and the import.

He longed to see those breasts bounce though, so he upped the energy stratum, now slapping into her sopping wet love channel as he plunged into her repeatedly. jackpot reacted with regular little gasps"oh, oh, oh, oh"as her own excitement rose and those breasts started bouncing and just like being basque clad they were popping up out of the fur reinforcement into total survey, then dropping back with fluidity.

Tom leant over, kissing her underbelly, working his way up, until he had to release her hip joint and motivate his hands up under her upper arm pits, onto the bed. He could now kiss her breasts, but he wanted to savor her, like Sarah, he wanted to suckle her.

Wrapping his lips around her left breast, he sucked and squeeze, releasing a squirt of warm, rich Milk into his mouth, slightly less viscous as Sarah's, causing puss to squeal with pleasure"yeaouhhhhh, MMmmmm ”. Then quietly said"so that is where Sarah picked it up from. It is sooooo kinky, you really are our aphrodisiac super sex toy Tom ”.

She squirmed slightly beneath him as he moved upwards, keeping the milk safely contained in his closed lips. His chest leant onto her now moistness tit. Her mouth unfold, silently gasping at his rod lunged in and out, he hung over her. Looking into each other's cats'eye, his mouth above hers and let a slaver out, lowered his lips and kissed, pushing his tongue into her rima oris, sharing her Milk.

"Meeeeooooooow"Kitty Purred, Tom could experience her flood tide rising, tensing her muscles, inside and out, as his own stirrings deep in his own irradiation, he dropped his psyche, nibbled her neck to find the properly spot and bit her neck"Yeeeeeewwwwooooo"pot yelped as she arched her back as her orgasm climaxed, Tom felt her tunnel wall puppy love in on his peter, he could no longer contain his own and released his warm spunk into her, pumping it and grinding his rose hip until the last drop.

They held still, taut for a short-circuit while, until Tom released his bite and came up to front her and take care into her deep yellow computed axial tomography'optic, then gave her a mystifying candy kiss, his natural language delving in to meet hers. Their osculation lingered whilst their physical structure relaxed.

"MMmmmm I may demand more practice at these homo positions"Purred kitty-cat, as she licked Tom in the now familiar stake sex cleaning. Once finished they curled up, aspect to face, snuggling, pecking petty buss onto each other.

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

To Be Continued, assuming citizenry give enough confirming suffrage and constructive input ! *******