"I suppose a break isn't a bad idea," I said in one long breath."I suppose a break isn't a bad idea," I said in one long breath. "Hmm?" I said to Kim, wiggling my eyebrows. Ember's Felinzi muzzle wrapped around my cock was as talented as ever. I leaned over to kiss Kimmie, biting her lower lip softly. Kimmie's always claimed that she could never visit Rhysh, but I swear she's got the makings of a wonderful bottom in her. Kimmie's doesn't open her mouth very far when she kisses, and that's something I've always found frustrating. But I do adore her. I kissed her well-tanned cheeks, my right hand stroking Ember's head, my left hand around Kimmie's shoulder and reaching into the collar of her loosely-fitted and oversized T-shirt to pinch her nipples between my fingers. Ember sucked my cock as Kimmie and I got further into a serious kissing match, both my hand reaching under her shirt to play with her firm breasts. "Kimmie," Ember said, raising off of my waving erection. Kimmie stopped kissing me and looked down. Ember shook her head as if to suggest something silently, but I had no idea what, and Kimmie smiled and nodded. "Okay, Ken," she said, "Onto the grooming bench." "What?" "Over there. Now." My, my, I thought. Never thought I'd see Kimmie giving orders. At least not to adults. "By your command," I said with a smile, rising and sitting on the grooming bench closest to the door. It was a low, long bench covered in an ugly greenish vinyl, wide enough to hold an Uncia. "Lie down on your back," she said. I complied, lying down on the bench as if I were preparing for a grooming myself. Ember crawled onto the bench with me, a big smile playing over her muzzle. She straddled my hips, grabbed my cock and with one slow motion sank down onto my erection. I sighed, closing my eyes with pleasure. I reached forward and placed my hands on her furry thighs, enjoying the soft sensations of her black-and-white fur against my hips, legs, body. |