I hoped my strangerwould walk away down the street. I hoped he’d follow meinside.The interior of the bookstore was only dimly lit becauseof all ...he rows and stacks of books, and because theonly real windows were at the front and rear of thestore. I floated up the steps, along the length of thebookstore looking for anyone. There was no-one. The interior of the bookstore seemed darker than usual,and like a moth, I sought the light. I reached the backof store, leaned up against a counter,. Or maybe that was just for Scyftan foxes. I tried teleporting outside of the room and nothing happened, meaning it was definitely her.I knew as soon as I turned away she would do it again, so I would have to come up with a way to know when she teleports. I was initially at a loss, and then I remembered; ‘My tails!’ I stood there watching Vixa while trying to move my tails in the same rhythmic fashion I had seen her and Imuna do earlier. It took me a little while to get it down, but I soon. She wasn't a prude by any means, she had a very flirty and friendly personality but her strenuous advanced placement classes during high school and college course of study made it difficult to date many of the guys at campus and she was very focused on her serious career of choice and what she needed to do to meet that goal. While she did like many of the guys she actually accepted to go out on dates with, she always ended up asking herself if she could bring them home to mom and dad and that. Her eyes were half rolled back into her head and her moans had changed from soft whispers to loud groans of pleasure. She started to scream, "Oh, god, oh my GOD, yes yes yes YES. I'm cumming, I'm cumming, CUMMING!" I watched as her legs shook and she became weak at the knees, but somehow she continued to grind her pussy up against the wall. I heard a sudden knocking on the wall and knew the stranger's intention.My wife saw my raging hard cock, and continued to push her body against the.