“Getting horny?” Aingeal asked me, her voice sounding melodic.“You were playing with my nipples,” I lied.Aingeal giggled. “Plus we look hot ...ying there. We could lick ourselves.” Her soul shivered in our shared vessel. “Well, you could lick us. I’m just along for the ride.”I smiled and moved closer. I leaned my wicker muzzle down and lapped my leafy tongue across her pussy, gathering her honey musk. It was so naughty. Another difference between the feyhound vessel and others is that I had my. Great guts that gal. Smart ass, smart head. Made my head hot. So sweet and sexy, young and yummy. After that hot and wet start nothing could go wrong with us. At least I thought.The rest is maybe a bit boring for readers of steamy sex stories. Our love grew. We posted poems at each other's walls. Despite being a dream team as a couple of lovers as Princess with her Prince Poet, well, we had some sad set-backs as well. By hand I wrote booklet about our love. Very fast. Only three weeks for 200. Fingers pressing down on the underside of the pelvic bone inside each cunt, thumb massaging the inner labia and each clit. In five minutes or less they were both coming and telling me not to stop, they writhed under my fingers as they went in and out like pistons. They were wet, wet, wet. “ Fuck us please” said Steph ‘ Yes please please fuck us” cried Beth. The rolled over on their back, I think it was Steph lay on her back on top of Beth and they both opened their legs wide showing their wet. We started sleeping and I was looking towards her I can clearly see her breast as she didnt wear her bra.She was noticing my looks and didnt said anythingAfter sometime she got and moved her bed closed to my bed and said that she is feeling hot.Now beds are attached and we are sleeping closely.I told her that while sleeping I may put my hands on her which is my habit, she said its ok. I was sleeping but I was unable to close my eyes as I m fully in mood to fuck her. I went close to her and kept.