I felt my face; the fake beard and eyeglasses were gone; I was no longer dressed in a man’s suit and tie but in the pencil skirt and blouse I had wo...n to work earlier that day. And joy of joys; I was wearing a comfortable bra instead of that painful strapping to hide the swell of my breasts. I watched as Evelyn stroked higher on the motionless form at the table and I shivered as the soft sensation of her touch crept invisibly past my knee and under my skirt. I had only ever been mildly curious. She was right. Over the next 3 hours, along with drinking their own moonshine, each took his turn to fuck her mouth, pussy and anus, dumping what felt like litres of cum into her.All were now drunk and spent, so fell asleep in various parts of the house.Tracey carefully climbed down off the table, found her miniskirt and bra, put these on and quietly went out the back door to get into her car parked out back. She stopped in her tracks when she heard a low gutteral growl from behind her. She. But I don't really know how you knew I had them," I answered.She giggled, "Oh your sister told me you did that all the time. And she even showed me some of your paintings." She what? When did she do that? I was with one of you the entire time you were at our house. And she never showed you my paintings or even mentioned that I liked to paint," I questioned."No she didn't mention it. However, you did on the day we met remember. And besides she sent copies of your paintings through email. And. The trio began with the differences in texture between Imp’s fur and the others’ smooth skin and enjoyed the tactile feel of each body. The explorations progressed. Boobies with nipples, versus nipples without boobies but surrounded with fur. Rubbing versus lightly scratching with barely extended claws. Everyone but the sleeping Mikey experienced the explorations from each side of the activity. When Jade and Matilda experienced the exploring by Imp’s rough-textured tongue, prolonged pleasure.