Pat noticed this and said to me, “Clyde, turn your head towards me." Then she said to Mary, “Hand me those panties that are on the top of your d...esser." I wasn't sure what was going to happen until Pat said,"Clyde, open your mouth." Then she took the panties and stuffed them into my mouth. "That should keep you quiet for the rest of your spanking." Then they continued to spank me some more. The panties must have not been washed yet, because I could now smell and taste Mary in my. I complied, tasting the slushy snow as I licked up and down, worshipping as my kittens had so often done for me. As I tasted the filthy slush, I felt their shame but also their surrender. When she praised my efforts I felt proud. Moving to her heel I began sucking like a greedy slut...which I now am. While sucking on the toe I looked up into her commanding eyes. "Please, Miss. Make me your bitch!" "You already are. You just hadn't accepted it until now. Now strip in front of the window. I. The tentacles tightened, biting into my flesh. A deep growl rumbled from his gullet. His cock throbbed inside me, the tip expanding. I shuddered, squeezing my pussy down harder, eager for his blast of cum.The tentacles slammed me down his girth. His cock throbbed and swelled, stretching my pussy to the limit. I came again, shuddering as my nipples rubbed against his coarse fur.His cum burst inside me. I threw back my head and howled in delight as the hot cum fountained into my depths. My. I unraveled the cum-stained sheets. Yup. Her purse.I put it on my bedside table so I wouldn’t forget it.Why did she bring her purse into bed when we were having sex?I rolled over again, closing my eyes and trying to force myself into a nap.My phone was ringing. Grrrr.“Hello?”“Ben? Why didn’t you reply?”“Sorry, I only just looked at your text.”“Well, can you bring it?”“Now?”“Yes! Of course! All my stuff is in there!”“Okay, I’ll be over in a moment.”I was about to hang up, but I realized she was.