The next morning, he awoke, both of them much in the same position, except he found he was cupping one of her breasts in his hand. She was still aslee.... The thought of knowing that he hand his hand where it was brought him hard once more, and her ass pressed tightly into him as he began humping her through their clothes again. His emission was nearly as big this morning as his second one last night had been, and the back of her pajama bottoms was soaked through again. She woke up as he got out. Theesah slapped her fat tail on the floor contentedly as his hand traced the long, wide curve of her hip, leaving a smear of yellow in his wake. He had to stand on his toes to reach, their breadth made them taller than he was when she was lying on her side like this.He was growing a little more confident as he went. She wanted to be touched, she wanted him to leave his mark on her. Why? Was this really part of some initiation ritual, or was it something more?Her vast body was a playground for. He knew exactly what she wanted. “Please fuck me”. She begged. “Apologize”. He answered her. “I’m sorry I was a naughty slut and distracted you while you were working.”He decided she had been punished enough. Quickly unzipping his pants and letting them fall to the floor freeing his hard cock. He wasted no time unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it down. Grabbing her hips from behind be rubbed the head of his hard cock against her dripping opening. She pushed back towards him wanting more.. .. Does it meet with your approval?" he asked, one eyebrow raised."Oui, oui!" said Monique. "Red wine goes with red meat, doesn't it?" It does indeed, my sweet," Cliff told her. He went back to the cabinet and took out a couple of wine glasses. "We have all of the amenities here, my dear." He filled the glasses, then went back to the stew, which was by now bubbling over the fire. He ladled the stew onto two plates, handed one to Monique along with a fork and then gave her the glass of red.