(if you didn't mind it warm!)Karen giggled and climbed up to kneel above Wendy's body."It's called, kinky bi-sluts" she said and relaxed her bladder m...scles.As she began pissing she inched forward until she felt Wendy's eager tongue on her clitoris."And we certainly are kinky bi-sluts"Wendy started to agree but a torrent of lovely warm urine gushing into her throatstopped the words before they'd even formed and Steven's rigid cock sliding easily into her welcoming cunt made her forget them. She bit her lip and groaned as his rough tongue again rasped over her tender cunny lips. Ralph wasnt much on foreplay and after one more lick he began to move into position to take Leah. He walked up over her, the soft fur on his belly brushing the naked skin of her back, until his forelegs were on either side of her shoulders. He licked at the back of her head, disarranging her long blond hair. Leah, in a state of mild shock over what was happening to her, lowered her head and shoulders. Something seemed to click between the two of them right from the start. ‘I can control this,’ he assured himself as they began talk. A chuckle escaped his throat as he recalled that naive moment. He had been frightened. He knew he could fall in love with her, and deep down inside he knew he would. Twice he tried to back away, and twice he had failed. The first time he had made her angry. He had been stunned. He had no idea that she cared. He couldn’t stay away now, it was too late. She had told. Glasses! I have had writers block for almost a week now and my editor was pissed at me the last time I checked, so I probably did bout the dumbest thing a father can do..... tried to ask my sixteen year old daughter for tips into a teen’s life. Yes, that’s what I write, teen novels. Nothing like the crap like gay emo vampires that sparkle, no, I write more along the lines of mystery, and here lately can't seem to get into it. so with that thought I had tracked down Heather. The fact that her.