I stood up and pressed his back against the wall. Pressing my ass cheeks on his hard cock that had leaked some pre-cum, I began to grind my ass on his...cock. I made sure that he didn’t get satisfaction and wanted to teach him a lesson for behaving like a pervert.Aman got excited and had the courage of inserting his penis inside my pussy. I was lost in my own world of dominating fantasy that I didn’t notice when he began to fuck my pussy.“I’m not your mom who spreads leg for every dog that sniffs. We could be as loud as we wanted, her parents bedroom was at the other end of the house and they never heard a thing. The way her daddy had been drinking, hes probably dead to the world anyways, and her momma never seemed to check on her. My mind drifted to Linda Pritchard. She was mighty fine for a woman in her late thirties. A pair of nice titties filled out her blouses, and her ass was only a little too plump, but that added some nice curves to her. Heather would be a lucky gal if she looked. In an interview, the catgirl Molly had expressed humbled gratitude for the immense success that she and her husband got to experience. When the interviewer expressed a theory that one cause of their success is their employment opportunities to regular humans and kemonomimi, Molly just blushed.Now, between them, their son was born into their new, and richer, lives. His attitude? A totally different story...--“MOM!! THIS IS NOT WHAT I ASKED FOR!!”The 18-year-old’s hollering could be heard across. It had been meant as a quiet winter break for just the two of us to lick our wounds after my wife had fucked off with her husband.Our parents had left us a cabin up in the wilds after their death and this was going to be only the second time we'd ever used it, neither of us were really into the outdoor stuff, but she'd persuaded me it'd do us good to have a week with no television or telephones.It was a good idea at the time, or at least we thought it was, Christmas in the wilds, fucking.