The same with their arms, like shoulder-length gloves. My length stirred and hardened in my pants as I ran my hand under their chin and down to her ch...st, stroking the valley between her mounds. Their bushy full tails, playfully waved back and fourth at this act.I was so busy thinking about my bit fingers and the near hypnotic beauty of the fox-women, I just only realized my boots were off. I scraped my socks off with my toes, as I then turned to the white woman again, and rested my hand on her. I wasn't gonna be able topass as a women in person though, too tall, wrong figure, wrong face. Ahwell. After a while, I cleaned my face, penciled some male eyebrows backon, put my wife's clothes back in the laundry and went back to normal ...on the outside.I noticed something was up after school, and over dinner but I couldn'tput my finger on it. Could one of my family members suspect something?No, I didn't see how. If anything, all three of them seemed distractedand spacey. Evasive. . This makes you fuck me harder.I start to shake, this time, not from an orgasm, but from the pain.SUddenly you stop.You roll me over, and undo my leg shackles. You instruct me to get on all fours.I feel you under me for a second, eating my pussy.I'm shocked. Master doesn't normally do things to please his slut.You stop and I'm unsure what's happening.Then I feel something wet hit my ass.Suddenly I realise.'Please no master!'You gag me.'Keep as quiet as you can slut, and I will be nice'I feel a. As if to close the proverbial barn door after the horses escaped, and convinced that Nick was still the aggressor and that he'd be back for more, I not only douched immediately afterward, but I went back on the pill!My period was already six days late and it never was that late except, ofcourse, when I carried Nick; so I was convinced I was pregnant.As I started to resign myself to my fate, I relaxed. Perhaps in my prior (tense) state, I changed my body chemistry, because I felt my first.