We try to get back to sleep but it's already fairly late for that. Rachel and I just go ahead take a shower and I search the Internet for our new gate... and a contractor to install it. Early like always Dad shows up shortly before seven coming up for coffee. The pot has just finished brewing and Rachel and I are sharing a cup. Dad seen the damage garage door asks. “What happened last night?”I tell Dad, “Some idiot last night in a pickup truck fishtail out after waking us up. Dad, I want to gate. "I'm NOT a stripper any more," she raged inside.She spun and kicked, her leather boot connecting with the brute's jaw. Bones crunched. He bellowed in pain. Still spinning, she focused her mind and a shimmering mist manifested in the shape of a dagger in her hand. She plunged the weapon into Hyde's chest.When the blade sank into his flesh the psychic energy transformed into radiating tentacles of ice. Hyde froze in place, his rage flash-frozen in cryostasis.Psyche stepped back and exhaled. His hands went behind and unhooked my bra. He kissed my boobs on top of the bra. My eyes were closed and I was enjoying the time of my life. Nothing could stop my feelings.No morality, no shame. It was pure lust overtaking every moral value. He pushed the bra up and exposed my big boobs. My tits were waiting to become a mother to my lover. I wanted him to suck them like a baby. His mouth came on top of them and he opened his mouth to lick them. He licked it and sucked it and suckled it. I was. His cock slipped inside me andimmediately began fucking me hard. I could hear thesound of him as he bottomed out in me, could feel thepointy tip hitting my cervix, which is strange and forme is somewhere between painful and arousing, for lackof better words.He was expanding inside me. I rolled my hips backtowards him best I could. But I could not match hispace, and suddenly as his forepaws shifted I knew hewas close. He exploded inside me, flooding my vagina. And I camewith him, squeezing his.