Well, I suppose shagged out would be more accurate.Gary wanted me to describe my time with Emre more and more, and he also had the pics of me with Hak...n to look at. So, I didn't get much of a rest, to be honest.He was a little anxious about me wanting some more from Emre because he knew him quite well, and we would have to keep the fact that we are married from Emre. Awkward. But I didn't half want to feel his lovely cock inside me again.The ball was firmly in hubby's court as far as that one. I was sitting eating with the girls and Gabrain when the girls began their mothering routine again. Gabrain seemed conflicted. He was enjoying the attention in one way but there was a residual concern I think about being too girly!"Gabrain, what happened to your mother and father?" Asked Kirsty, out of the blue, perhaps just feeling maternal."My father contracted an illness and wasted away over the spring." He replied. "Mother is back at Rothesay." What!" Both girls shouted at once."Scott, how. He told me take it off also, so i did obediantly. We sat together on the bed now, rubbing our hard ons on top of the boxers. He stood up and asked if I wanted to see his boner. I couldn't be more excited. I said yea I wanna see so bad. He flung off his boxers and they hung on his feet. His dick was beautiful. It was about 7-8 inches and had very deep red ring. he had a fairly small bush of pubes, only covering the end of his dick. I stood up, and told him to pull mine down. He walked over. I think I started associating that little furry costume with love and being wanted and all that ... And that lead to me being a ‘furry’ when I grew up ... I like to wear costumes ... Dress up as an animal when I have sex...”We cut to an image of her posing in a wolf costume, holding her fluffy-gloved hands up like paws, most of her body covered, a long fluffy tail hanging from just above her behind, her backside – small but heavy – about the only flesh that’s visible – even her face is mostly.