Arlene slid a hand inside her pants, then a moment later, brought it back to smell her fingers. "Hmmm. Pussy and our husband's come. A great combinati...n."Ann grinned back. "Maybe so, but if we don't take a real shower soon, it's going to be rank in here." Yeah, I suppose you're right," Arlene agreed with a sigh. "But wouldn't it be great if Daddy could be here – just the three of us?"Ann let out a soft chuckle. "And do you really think we would be able to walk when we got back home?" Wellll,. Now Jessica stood with a martini in hand, surveying her handiwork and waiting for her guests.The first to arrive was Jackie London, who had elected not to make the long trip home to see her family this Thanksgiving. Noting the unusual table adornment, Jackie began to prepare herself a plate of food, taking some time to fondle both Marie and Jane. The latter, she noted, now sported a covering of very short brown hair both on her head and between her legs.A short while later Janice appeared at. She followed him, with ringing bells. "Come here to me, little one." Taking seat in the leatherchair. "Let me watch this bells of yours." Mary padded to him and knelt between his legs, her forepaws on her hindlegs, pushing her tits forward in this position. Marc tenderly touched her breasts and squeezed them. "These bells suit you." He flicked against one to make it ring and Mary moaned. He repeated it on the other side and she moaned again. The bulge in his trousers ached for release, so he. The men behind him were talking quietlyto each other, and he could tell they were pleased. That thought justupset him more. The last thing he wanted was to please those assholes. "Unlock me!" he yelled to them, fully aware that his plea was useless.The sickness is his stomach was becoming a tightness in his waist. Hisbelly had always been flat and at one point he even had a six pack. Nowhe felt the few pockets of flesh there fleeing up his torso. He didn'thave to turn his head to know he.