The Fox and The Cat looked on; poised, amused and more than a little self-satisfied - as though they were standing on a stage awaiting the audience’... applause.Finally the well oiled mechanical apparatus in the ceiling stopped. As it did so, my two masked nymphs approached. My waist was now at about their eye level. This is what it must feel like to be a side of beef, I reflected with some amusement. The Fox took hold of a thick leather cord which was attached to the side of the belt. She pulled. Heslowly unzipped his pants and his huge semi-hard dickpopped out. It looked every bit as big as before, maybebigger. She was so absorbed in kissing him that she didn’tnotice. He then proceeded to stroke her inner thighsagain. When she reached down to stop his advances hegrasped her tiny hand and guided it to his manhood. Whenshe made contact with his member she pulled her handaway and stared at his lengthy appendage in surprise.Suddenly the realization of what was in front of herbroke. “It occurred to me one day that since our milk has such an incredible impact on people, I figured it might make good fertilizer. So I picked out some of my favorite fruits, added a little love, and a whole lot of milk. After a few tries, I came up with these melons.” She frowns. “Of course, they have yet to be approved for the market, but I’m sure that won’t be much of a problem,” she adds with a wink and a wiggle of her hips.“Can I try one?” Belle asks, squatting down and running her hand. I decide to follow the sound and within seconds I stumble upon a quaint little café situated in a quiet part of the square. It looked so elegant in the evening light.Ah, the perfect way to end the evening, I said to myself, as the waiter brings my Scotch. The terraced café is deserted apart from a group of girls sitting two tables away from mine. They're busily engaged in jovial banter, apart from this one girl whose attention seems to be focused in my direction.Her bright red lips, golden.