But unlike his fiery-maned companion, the little Furling Squirrel's, thoughts were focused on ways he could serve, service, and please his new Master....He felt no shame or embarrassment as he padded up the walk, led on a leash by the Elf who had purchased him. His thick, gray, bushy tail held proudly high, revealing his Master's mark on his rump, and the rose planted up his ass, he felt overwhelmingly content and excited at the thought of living the life of a pleasure toy. His excitement was. “I’m going to fuck you now,” he whispered into her ear as he stood behind her. “That’s what you want, isn’t it?” Feeling that her legs were about to buckle beneath her, she leaned back against him and moaned ever so slightly. Still behind her, he wrapped his arm around her waist and effortlessly picked her up, carrying her across the room to the table. Her inner things were slick with the wetness that slipped out from between her legs. He put her down and bent her forward so that her hips were. “Fuck me harder you bastard, harder and faster.” She shouted at Tom. Tom immediately changed gear and started to slam into her, which brought on her first orgasm and her body and leg were shaking. Tom slowed down for a second to let her come down slightly, then started an unrestrained pace until I heard him sigh, and knew he was near to unloading deep into her. Jill orgasmed again, just as Tom slowed to a stop, her whole body was shaking like a rag doll. “Leave it inside for a moment.” she. I needed more background, and so I've been seeing Doctor Bellingham for the past few weeks. Can you believe I found her through yelp? I thought you'd find that funny.So, according to Doctor Bellingham, I am suffering from a perfect storm of circumstances. Our relationship being where it is – more on that in a moment – being away from home without you for the first time, being over stressed and tired from working too hard and taking on too much too fast, seeing the whole experience as something.