.. well let's just say that a cute cross-dressing bunnyfur is exactly my type. Now let's see if we can't find you a proper bunnysuit."Syrie gave his b...nnysuited would-be suitor a smile. "I put myself in your hands, Mr... ?" The name is Chaz," the bunnysuited boy said. "No 'Mr.' needed or desired. And I think that my hands are very good place for you to be." Yeah, that's great," Aerie said. "But what about the rest of us?" Hmm, well you being a foxfur might be difficult," Chaz said. "Not many. ”I chuckled, “Then I suspect at least once she said something like «Закрой свой рот, сука!»!”“Which means?”“Shut your mouth, bitch!”Janey laughed hard, “I’d have doubled over laughing if I heard ‘prim and proper’ Tasha Antonova say THAT!”“You know the saying ‘hell hath no fury like a woman scorned’?”“Sure.”“The Devil is afraid of Russian women.”“I’m beginning to get that picture! Can I ask you something about that?”“Sure.”“What does a mostly Irish chick do when she gets to be that age? Do they. Then pulling my cock from Liza’s tight hole I moved around placing the throbbing head to Nicole’s lips. She forced her head upward engulfing my cock with passionate greed. Sliding her tongue out along the shaft I reacted, driving my cocks entirety into her throat. This was the first time she had taken all of my cock and it filled me with such erotic excitement I thought my balls would explode. Liza’s will broke, and she slid down Nicole’s body, ending up with her head between her lover’s. She used a riding crop to hit his hand and screamed, “Do not dare touch your clitty without my permission, you little spineless bitch!” This was all too much for me and in a dazed state, I silently left my house and started driving, with no idea where to go. Tears were flowed from my eyes and almost blinded me and, without even realizing it, I lost control of the car and capsized several times down a slope next to the road. I woke up in the hospital three days later, bandages and plasters over.