He wanted to cum inside me. He knew I could get pregnant and getting me there would seal the deal. He could get me to leave my husband and marry him a...d I would be his. He learned my cycle. He knew my fertile days! And I swear, the chance of getting pregnant and me needing to leave my husband made our sexual lives so incredibly hot. White hot. Screaming hot. Obsessively mind control hot. And... believe it or not, that intensity translated equally well to sex with my husband. Yes it was. Mindy soaked the fur of his paws as he grunted, pushing on, thrusting his fingers into her as if he was breeding her right there and then, though he would have something much thicker for her.Her eyes tried to lock onto his cock, his thrusting arm getting in the way, her top askew, though it had hardly covered her tits anyway. That the fox had gone out looking for a good time without her boyfriend could not possibly be disputed, not even then, growling and grunting, twisting, humping her hips up. I heard a familiar voice. “Hello?”“Hi, Tom?”“Yes, is that you Leica?”“Uh huh.”“I didn’t expect to her from you this soon. I wan’t sure if you would even call at all.”“Me neither, but I knew I had to do it. You were right last night Tom, and I want to thank you for your kindness.”“That’s so sweet of you to say honey; what would you like to do?”I just melted inside when he said that. Why? It just made me feel so soft and feminine, and I liked the feeling. I just wasn’t sure if I liked that I. I called her a couple times the following afternoon but I only got the mailbox on her cell.Later that night I was hanging out with my friends when she called me. I asked her out to dinner at a local restaurant and I drove to her hotel to pick her up. We had a pleasant conversation while enjoying our dinner at the restaurant. I drove her back to her hotel afterwards. We walked to her room where we both said goodnight. An awkward moment followed and I kissed her. Our kiss deepened until we were.