Herclaws traced along his sensitive thigh and arch while she sucked on histoe. He moaned, crashing back down to the bed and she nipped at thesoft, le...thery padding under the toe. When she felt his toenail move,she pulled his foot away with a wet pop and his first claw followedafter.Zoe slid above him, groaning as her hidden nipples brushed against hisbelly fur. He was panting and moving his hips in a jerking pattern. Heknew he needed something- he could feel new urges and desires growing. ”“Pervert!” I howled, my snatch clenching down on the wooden dick pumping away so fast. The monster's cock stirred me up. It sent such hot ripples through my body. My tits swayed with every thrust. He rocked my body as he fucked me. The feyhound pounded my cunt. He used me as he panted, savoring the pleasure of my snatch.Beside me, Zanyia's smaller frame rocked beneath her big feyhound. Her small tits jiggled beneath her. Her ears twitched as she yowled in pleasure. She rocked back into her. “So who’s your husband? I know everyone here.”“And why’s that?”“See this.” He pointed at a small DR branded deep on his forearm. “Been on death row for five years now.”“But you haven’t been…?”“Well, I’m talking to you now, ain’t I? Nah, they keep deliberating on my case. It’s all political, you know. The current administration is going for re-election, and his base is getting more progressive. Killing people in prisons is starting to look less and less like a good platform to run on. But on the. “I just wish I could get her to be, hmmm how should I put this, interested in me.” What the fuck, he told himself. My mother, a bi-sexual, really he told himself. Holy fucking shit, he thought. What a slut, he thought. My mom wants to do it with her? Damn, my mom’s the slut here. Wow, what a day. The next morning and nobody was there at the house. They were all gone. Except for Chad of course, who was sleeping in and Catherine too. Finally, about 10:30 in the morning he woke up and crawled out.