Then she drops to her knees on the hard concrete floor and leans forward to give Max some more attention. A big furry hug to start with, angling her b...ck so that his body is pressing against her exposed tits. Letting out a sigh of contentment when his fur presses against her flesh. Letting him wriggle and turn against her. “Oh, his fur feels amazing on my tits...”She plays with Max a little more as we talk to her.Are you looking forward to getting to know Max a little better?“Too fucking right. .. at least as much as I understand any of this. I want to know why they are our masters." Because they are Maunakean." Right, but who ... are..."Having brought the conversation full circle, Pete hesitated, reluctant to begin another cycle that would doubtless be just as unsatisfying as the last one. But much like a failed experiment, he would try to approach the problem from another direction. He pondered what to do as he absently stroked Mia's back while she caressed his inner thigh. The. I was sitting with Billy Bassett, who looked amazed at what he had heard."Who the devil was that?" That was Jarvis Braxton-Clark." He don't seem to be a great admirer of yours, Jack." I can assure you that the feeling is mutual." The fellow looks to be a pukka sahib, but he sounds, and acts, like a blackguard." You have just summed up Jarvis Braxton-Clark in a nutshell, Billy!"The Bell at Brentford became a mail box for the many letters between Amy and me, and I became the most zealous of. There were plenty of times when she was sore, and we tore her a little, but it often progressed to that when we were having sex. I even started to talk about stretching her pussy on a regular basis while I was doing it. Her pussy was gaping on a regular basis after the stretching sessions, but only for a little while, and would eventually close back up. I loved the look of her pussy when it was used and gaping open after a good starching session. As the months went by and we were regularly.