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"Thanks for coming to get me. These eye exams are always such a bitch."

Cody smiled affably. It was hard to see around his trunk. "Just surprises me, is all. You could find a dick blindfolded. What do you need new contacts for?"

The giraffe nudged Cody firmly in the ribs. Apt to give as good as he got, the elephant shoved him back with an open palm.

Unfazed, Cecil said, "Job regulations. Guess they figure I might put someone's eye out when I'm giving lapdances."

"Lapdances!" Cody snickered. "Who the hell would want one of those from you? Especially when they got me around."

"Turns out some of our guests, probably ones who have good eyesight themselves, happen to think a giraffe is a hell of a lot more fun to look at that an elephant who looks like he's smuggling hams whenever he puts on his gym shorts." Cecil jabbed his friend in the pec chidingly. "Seriously, you're what? Former SWAT? I thought you had to be in shape for that shit."

The elephant smiled. He sunk his meaty hands into his pockets and swished his tail. "First off, yes, former SWAT. Secondly, go right ahead and fu-u-uck yourself. And third - and most importantly, if you ask me - you sure as shit didn't complain at the St. Patrick's party when I was sitting in your lap."

Cecil licked his lips, thinking fondly on the lapride. "Yeah, heh. Probably because you were crushing the air out of my body."

Cecil and Cody could trade barbs for hours, and they could just as reliably be found fucking like animals when there was a bit of downtime. Even now, in an elevator bound for the lobby of a dentistry and optometry complex, they were getting primed. The insults were only a few paces removed from rough anal sex and sloppy kisses, and the elevator was so slow to tick down through the floors that the giraffe, at the very least, was beginning to think he could manage a handjob before the doors slid open.

"I bet I could make you cum," Cecil started to say when the elevator came to a rest. It dinged, and its doors purred apart to permit a vixen who, given the tablet in her fingers and the name tag pinned to her thick chest, seemed to be an employee of one of the offices in the tower.

"Excuse me," the vixen said, pressing the button for the topmost floor. The elevator continued to descend, finishing Cecil and Cody's ride first.

All at once came a startling shudder and jerk from the elevator. The vixen gasped, dropping her tablet, which remained on despite its violent landing, and she stumbled into the elephant's sound body. He caught her in what he personally thought to be an automatic, heroic response, and he said soothingly, "Relax, I got you."

"The hell's-?" Cecil asked, squinting his new contacts back into place when the elevator jerked again. A pair of heavy, metal thuds resounded in the cabin and their motion, upward or downward, ceased completely. The lights flickered tentatively before dying, and the only light in the elevator was a blue glow from the tablet computer on the floor.

"Oh, no," the vixen whined, pressing into Cody without realizing what she was doing. The men glanced at one another in the near-darkness, and a deep understanding of the situation was conveyed. They knew the power had gone out, and they suspected that the vixen was about to have a panic attack either from the darkness or the onset of claustrophobia. It could have been both; a fear of darkness and a fear of small spaces went together like tar and feathers.

"I wouldn't worry too much, miss," the giraffe helpfully said, laying a hand on her shoulder. "This kind of thing's usually sorted out pretty quickly. And the emergency brakes they put on these elevators, well - just trust me, we're not moving unless the whole shaft decides to cave in."

The vixen's green eyes fell on Cecil, and she seemed to realize she had begun to cuddle the elephant. She eased off of the pachyderm, and then explained her predicament in a groaning, almost whining tone of voice. "I'm new here and it's my first real job just out of college. Doctor Barnes is waiting on me to assist him with a root canal, and-, and-..."

"Honey, listen to me," Cody said in his amicable defusing-a-hostage-situation voice. He smiled, though his trunked face actually looked unsettling because of the tablet's glow. "Your boss ain't gonna be drillin' any teeth with the power out. I think he'll understand."

"I suppose that's right... thank you, mister-?"

"Cody, Cody Forde," the pachyderm answered.

She turned on the giraffe. "And you, sir?"

"Cecil Turner." The giraffe shrugged. "We-e-ell... don't suppose you got a deck of cards somewhere on you, miss-?"

The vixen tittered. Nobody was sure if it was at having her name asked or the remark about the playing cards. "Danielle. I think the name's a bit prepotent, so I just go by Dani."

Cecil sat down, one leg bent, the other stretched so his hoof nearly bumped the only source of light in the cabin. "Nice to meet you, Dani," he replied. "Always a pleasure to see a pretty face, even in circumstances like these."

"Hell, especially in these circumstances," the elephant said, chuckling. "Cecil here and me, we might kill each other if we're stuck alone in an elevator."

A very foxy smile spread across the girl's pretty, long snout. Her tail swayed, casting the elegant shadow of a calligraphy brush on the wall. "I know more than a few people who wouldn't mind being in my situation, actually."

"Oh yeah?" Cecil and Cody both asked in unison, and looked at each other self-consciously. Dani burst out giggling.

"Do you guys need me to spell it out for you-u-u?" the girl asked with the tone of an exasperated, but cool big sister even though she was perhaps ten years their junior. "Trapped in an elevator with a pair of friendly, handsome guys? Come on."

The men regarded each other again and smiled slightly. Their eyes fell once more on the vixen, who tried to evenly divide her coquettish looks between them, but she was focusing more on Cody.

"Well, well, well," Cecil tutted, stretching out his folded leg and lacing his fingers behind his head. The lump in his jeans, although dormant, was obscenely clear. "I guess anybody who drills teeth for a living doesn't know much about being subtle."

As Cody laughed, Dani said in a cute fluster, "Hey, I can be subtle! I just figure, while we're here... cross one off the bucket list, huh?"

Suddenly Cody encroached on her personal space, wrapping a capable arm around her. His meaty hand slid down her back, clutched her ass, squeezed it firmly through her navy skirt. The vixen moaned. "Gettin' nailed by a couple of studs in an elevator during a power outage, that one's on your bucket list?"

"Well, not exactly like that, no," Danielle admitted. Her fingers slithered down the elephant's belly - which was defined but also pronouncedly chubby - and groped the lump of his crotch without shame.

Unlike Cecil, who was content to wait and watch for the time being without so much as a wiggle in his jeans, Cody was getting hard. He pushed his hips into her soft paw and the vixen huffed.

"Mmm... wow, you're big, aren't you? Talk about lucky days," she cooed, then put her eyes on Cecil. Her paw pads made a quiet scraping noise on the taut denim of Cody's blue jeans. "Want to join in, Mr. Turner? Plenty to squeeze here."

Cecil stretched his lengthy body like he was coming out of a good nap. He stood, stretched again, and crossed the cabin in one stride. He took up the girl's unguarded flank and started to undo the buttons on her white blouse. Her large breasts pressed taut against the fabric and it seemed to the giraffe like they were pleading for freedom. He undid all but the last two buttons, opening her blouse into a wide, ill-defined wedge.

A gentle tug on the blouse from either side courtesy of Dani herself spilled her breasts into the moody light of the tablet. "Ahhh, nice to let these breathe."

"No bra at work, tsk tsk," Cecil teased, cupping one as if to fulfill half the role of a bra.

"The-, uhn, the straps always make me itch," Dani murmured. She slipped her paw not groping Cody down the giraffe's belly, and she drank in how much more tightly-defined he was. Even as her fingers slipped under the waistband of Cecil's cargo shorts, weaseling into the tight gap, she noted to herself how she still preferred the elephant's bulk. Her fingers brushed his naked penis and she grinned. "No underpants, Mr. Turner?" she slyly parroted. "Tsk tsk."

"Went commando, did you?" Cody asked, grinning too. One hand still clutched and kneaded the vixen's rump. Its twin took the free breast and strummed its pert, pink nipple with a calloused thumb. Over the vixen's delicate moan, he said, "Must've been thinking we might be in a quick-access handjob kinda situation."

Danielle's smile was weak with pleasure and lingering shyness. She looked at the elephant as questioningly as she could, but the expression came across as puzzlement. "Oh, you two are-?"

"Into other men? Damn right, we are," Cecil proudly answered. "Women, too, because who doesn't like a soft," he squeezed her breast firmly, "and pretty girl now and then?"

"Gawd," Danielle hissed. Her fuzzy digits grasped Cecil's penis, enclosing the hot flesh in soft fur and pads. It breathed in her grasp, throbbing and plumping like a fireman's hose. "Gawd," she reiterated more softly. "I like you two more by the second... Mr. Forde-?"

"Call me Cody, sweet stuff. I like being on a first-name basis with people I stick it in," said the elephant with a toothy smile.

Showing nervousness the men found cute, Dani giggled again. She ran her hand across the knob of the elephant's cock, palming it like an 8-ball shifter in a muscle car. Fondling him through the tough fabric of his jeans made the feeling more visceral somehow. She could feel the heat and the throbs, but nowhere near as explicitly as she did upon Cecil's fat meat. Like a breast only half-exposed, it was magnitudes more arousing.

"Would you-u-u two-o-o," the vixen lamely sing-songed, dragging out her words in her shame, "be all right if there happened to be a third penis in this elevator?"

Cody and Cecil met gazes. The giraffe's smile was crooked. Cody popped an eyebrow inquisitively. The giraffe gave a tiny shrug and a nod.

"You're packing heat too, honey?" Cody teased. "Can't say I've ever seen that in person. Dick on a chick, that is."

"I have," Cecil said pridefully.

Dani slipped her paw past the giraffe's penis. She palmed his balls, which she found to be surprisingly heavy even considering his titanic size. The giraffe moaned appreciatively, closing his eyes.

"I don't use it except for-, you know, the thing we all do in privacy," Danielle muttered. She glanced at Cody, who regarded her playfully. His expression managed to make her smile again. "I'm a pillow-biter."

The term made Cecil snort. Cody laughed and patted her behind. "Not a problem, sweetheart. You got a fine ass on you. I'll take that over pussy, no problem."

"Lucky for you I'm-," Dani choked, blushing crimson. She leaned into the giraffe's body, squeezing his balls gently as though it helped her to think. "I'm prepared. Trained. I think that's the word."

Cody pinched up her skirt in his rough, thick digits, reeling it up lopsided until he exposed her panties. His fingers moved in under them, going from beneath, the pads of his fingers against the fabric. "Well, let's get that cute little ass breathing like these titties, huh?" he said, and tugged down on her panties.

Cecil's hand snaked down from her breast, moving along her smooth belly and then her groin. She was stiff, though it only became obvious when he touched her there. A big grin spread across his face. "Last dick chick I was with could blow herself. Can you do that?"

"Oh, god! No!" Dani cried, and started to titter in embarrassment. "Gosh... can that actually be done?"

Cody pulled her panties down and let them drop around her ankles. His fingers went north again, hungry for her firm ass. "Can it?" he asked with a snort. "Shit. You gotta visit our club sometime. Autofellatio," he enunciated in his most academic tone of voice, "is basically every other stripper's schtick. I'm too chubby for it. And stretch here can't bend his neck like that. But we got guys who can suck their own peckers, yeah."

Dani pouted her butt into Cody's hand, but she wanted to push her crotch into Cecil's grip too. She felt like she was being pulled in two directions. Her paws played across the giraffe's wrist, pulling him, urging him to squeeze and knead. As he played with her, a dark stain of musky fluid blossomed through her skirt. "Mmm. I'd love to see that. Maybe I'll go, ma-a-aybe..."

"You can decide later," Cecil said. "For now, I believe there's a trained ass with my name on it."

"Fuck there is," Cody said sharply. "Last twink we pounded, you got the ass."

"This isn't a twink," the giraffe replied, lamely. "Fine. Whatever, fine. I guess throat's good too."

The vixen laughed sheepishly. "Throat?"

Cecil wrenched down on her cock. The fox gasped, throbbing and spurting in Cecil's overbearing grasp. She clung to him desperately. "Yeah, girl. Throat. You swallow cock, don't you? All good foxes do."

From his hip pocket, Cody produced a quintet of small, square packets. Two had obvious circles in them, and the rest squished and gave like packets of ketchup. In dull, black print on the silver packaging was Deplorable Dreams Pleasure Company Personal Lubricant, and beneath that, Travel Size. "Cecil, mon frere, don't go makin' assumptions about our little friend here. Maybe she can't choke on a cock like you can-."

"Fuck off, Forde," Cecil cut in. Danielle smiled broadly and covered her snout.

"-and you're holding her to unreasonable standards! Ever think about that?"

"Get fucked, pachyderm," said the giraffe, sneering. "Don't make me cum up your trunk again."

"That shit wasn't funny, I coulda drowned," Cody said severely. He looked sharply at Dani and passed her a packet of the lube. "Here, baby. Smear that pucker up with this stuff. Trust me, you're gonna wanna be slick for it."

Dani did just that, though she took the time to remove her skirt first - but not her blouse, which she left undone beneath her heavy bust to maintain that excellent office slut appearance.

Cody and Cecil both slipped their bottoms off, baring the elephant's dick finally, and letting Cecil's fat balls breathe. They rolled on their condoms - Cecil's indigo, Cody's a bright pussy-pink - and watched as Danielle put a limber leg up on the railing so she could adequately finger herself. Within the low, pale light of the tablet, it was difficult to see fine details, but the glimpse they got of the vixen's somewhat swollen anus was titillating. They watched her finger and rub, smear and croon, and they masturbated each other slowly to this wonderful live sex show.

Danielle put her leg down and looked shyly at the studs. She held onto the empty lube packet a moment longer before simply dropping it in the corner. "We-e-ell. All right. I'm ready to give this a shot, guys."

"Now we're talkin'," growled Cody, ripping open a pack of the lube. He greased up his latexed cock eagerly, in fact masturbating a little bit in the process.

The giraffe, grinning, slipped around behind the vixen. She tried to turn to face him, but he forced her to face away and said outright, "Eyes forward, soldier."

"Oh! Yes sir," squeaked Dani, her words followed by a bubbly giggle.

"That ass is mine," Cody groused. Lube dripped off his penis in loping runners. A droplet fell onto the tablet's screen and put a fuzzy, minor shadow in their only source of light. "You fucker. Maybe I oughta fuck you while you're porkin' the girl."

Cecil slipped his cock between Dani's ass cheeks, but not with the typical intent. Instead of going for the pucker, he savored the bun, grinding into her warm fuzz with a content moan. "Just smearing the lube around for you, numbnuts," he said. His fingers clutched Dani tightly, putting ruts in her fur. It bristled around his digits like small fields of wheat. When his balls bumped up into Danielle's smaller and tighter coin purse, he said slyly, "You got a cute body, girl. If I didn't think meathead over here would beat me up afterward, I totally would wreck your ass, y'know."

"Good to know," Danielle said warmly. "I'll keep that in mind if I ever visit your club." She glanced down at the tablet, which more or less faced her way. "God, it's been half an hour already? They must be working on getting us out of here..."

She hadn't intended her words as a prod, but the studs took it as one. Cecil reluctantly pried himself away from her bottom, and as he stepped around the vixen to trade with Cody, he said quietly, "Treat her right, she's cute as hell."

"Never treated a woman wrong and don't plan to start now," Cody said as he took up his spot.

Cecil matched him opposite the vixen, his unlubed, purple-clad cock near her lips. Dani looked up at him and said awkwardly, "It smells like grape Kool-Aid."

"Shit, are these the flavored ones?" the giraffe asked nobody in particular, laughing. "Sorry, Dani. Just bear with it, baby. That flavor doesn't last long, it's like gum."

"I guess I can deal with it," Dani said. "It's sure better than the unflavored ones. I kinda just like the taste of-, I think you know where I'm taking this." She laughed like a little girl, and when she managed to contain herself a few seconds later, she dived on Cecil's cock with shocking quickness.

Cody didn't let her get used to the sheer size of Cecil's meat. He parted her ass cheeks with his thick, protected penis, bumping its head to her comparably tiny anus with quick efficiency. His fingers squeezed her hips, kneading her softly, just as Cecil had done. Her tail swayed, brushing his face.

"Here it comes, princess," the pachyderm said, and he meant what he said. He pushed past her tight, trained anus then and there, finding her snug but agreeable. The lube worked exactly as intended and the girl opened up for him with galling ease. Cody said, watching his prick slide slowly into her, "Goddamn, sugar, but this is like fucking a fleshlight. You are fine."

Danielle's cheeks were red as beets, and they were puffed out around the fat giraffe cock she was sucking on. Unconvincing grape flavor soaked into her tongue, taking her mind off the latex but putting it on cheap sugary drinks and hot summers. She palmed Cecil's muscular ass and sucked his cock, working it deeper into her mouth. She made a tentative attempt to swallow him, but merely bumping his unfathomably thick cockhead into her throat nearly gagged her. She settled for gulping and groping.

The giraffe felt a swell of frustration when he glimpsed the progress Cody was making. His elephant friend was not only beginning to fuck the vixen, but he was doing it balls-deep. It seemed unreasonable to him that Dani was as bashful as a first-timer up-front but stretchy as elastic in the backdoor. He rubbed her head gently, making her disappear under his enormous digits. "Hey, Dani," he said. "C'mon... you gonna swallow my dick or what? You haven't even got a third of it in that mouth."

"Mmm-mmm, this is some good ass," Cody emphatically moaned. Cecil shot him a dirty look; Cody fired back a shit-eating grin. "Bet you wished you were gettin' this instead of that."

Cecil managed to turn his scowl into a grin. "Well, Danielle, baby," he huffed, "if you don't wanna swallow my knob, maybe I can just fuck Cody up the ass instead."

The elephant grunted in displeasure. He squeezed her hips, causing her to squirm briefly. "Maybe you oughta work on that sword-swallowing, girl. I'm all for dudes who like a stiff one, but me personally? I'm an exit-only kinda guy." The giraffe snickered.

What Dani was too modest to tell such strapping, sweet men was that she was a professional sword swallower, to use the pachyderm's language. It just seemed an awful lot like bragging to say that she could swallow Cecil's dick down to his sweaty balls without so much as a sputter, and bragging was such a faux pas. Just doing it, of course, was somehow less of a braggart thing to do; spontaneously developing the ability to swallow dick never seemed to bother the men she did it to, for reasons she found obvious and amusing.

Danielle gulped Cecil Turner's meat up in her narrow, heated maw. Her velvet tongue, pointed teeth and firmly ribbed palate treated the giraffe to a triple-threat of surfaces made to titillate and please, and his pleasure was demonstrated with a low groan. His large hands played across her crown, carefully due to how tiny she was to him. He traced her ears in slow, symmetrical patterns.

The vixen teased at swallowing Cecil, bumping his wide cockhead into the back of her throat again and again as if courting the idea of such a scandalous act. She did so with serenity and innocence while Cody, in all his manly glory, really gave it to her round ass.

The pachyderm fucked her in that hard, all-American kind of way, letting his balls swing between his gunslinger-stanced legs. The reservoir of his rubber was getting thick already with copious spurts of precum, but the extra weight was no burden to the elephant. It was just a little bit more rubber to thrust in and tug back.

"C'mon, girly-girl," the elephant said, his words tight as he focused on the vigorous assfucking. "Swallow that prick so I don't have to bend over for it. Take one for the team, why don't you?"

"Don't mind him," Cecil said warmly. "You're sucking my dick just fine, and I am gonna enjoy finishing up in that big 'ol ass of his."

Cody muttered something very rude but unintelligible and continued his work, smashing the vixen's supple butt as if he didn't have the specter of some imminent reaming looming over his head. He was, however, thinking quite a lot about that; his anus was clenched tight as if to ward off a surprise attack from the rear.

The vixen gave Cecil what he really wanted and saved the elephant's delicious but off-limits ass in one stroke when she started to swallow down the giraffe's thick cock. She didn't even bother to make it seem difficult; it went down her neck as easily as a spoonful of honey. Her throat widened around his fat cock, bulging in a way both alluring and gross to permit so much throbbing manmeat. She breathed between its throbs, drawing in air when his flesh subsided enough to permit a quick breath, and in doing so prevented herself from suffocating, panicking, and falling prey to all the pitfalls of the deep-throat beginner.

"Aw, goddamn, holy shit," Cecil said, panting and grinning almost idiotically in pleasure. His tail lashed through the air. Danielle's saliva ran down his balls, pattering onto the floor like drippings from an icicle. "Was not expecting this..."

"What, our girl actually swallowing your dong?" Cody asked, sounding relieved and curious at the same time. He grinned from under his trunk, catching a glimpse of Cecil's satisfied face in the underlight. "Love when you get that look on your face, buddy. 'Member that time I dug my fingers up your ass when we were flying to that stripper convention?"

Cecil dragged his long tongue across his lips, slaking his dry skin. "Mmhmm." He wanted to grind, thrust, fuck that pretty girl's face, but found her too delicate for that kind of manhandling even though Cody was nailing her like a buck in rut. "Man, that prostate massage was so worth ending up on the no-fly list."

"Figure they'd have been happy we were just hiding fingers up our asses instead of IEDs," the elephant said, huffing. "Prefer drivin' anyway... Dani, girl, you doin' all right down there?"

She gave the elephant a thumbs-up, and if that wasn't enough, the gymnastics she began on Cecil's pulsing cock proved that she was doing just fine, thanks for asking. In vibrant contrast to the simple office dingbat she seemed to be, she gulped and bobbed and smacked her lips on Cecil's indigo-sheathed meat. Slobber dropped to the floor of the elevator like raindrops heralding a monster storm. Her throat clenched and relaxed rhythmically on the throbbing giraffe meat and her anal muscles did the same to the elephant's chubby cock.

The reservoir of Cecil's rubber was bloating just like Cody's, but the extra material was far more noticeable down her throat, where muscles were more tender and her gag reflex was a consideration. When she felt its tickle and drag, she began to ease off of the long-necked stud, working him out of her sluttish throat and back into the safer confines of her hot mouth. Even there, she was no slouch with him. She slobbered and teased him through the dulling latex of his condom, giving particular attention to his glans, which poked almost shyly from his snug foreskin. She could feel its curve and lines through the latex, and she traced these facets with her tongue, toying with it eagerly.

Cecil stroked down her back, uttering soft moans and gentle nothings. He watched Cody buck and grind with a kind of detached wonder; he was always impressed with how sexy the elephant was when he was getting his nut busted, whether it was up some guy's ass, in some girl's cunt, or somewhere else entirely - such as now. "Looking good, man," he said dreamily. "Bet your asshole's good and sweaty, huh?"

The elephant smirked and laughed. He swung his head once, his trunk going along with it, whipping in the air. "Bet you'd love to know, huh? You and your ass-eatin'... ain't right, I tell you. Feels damn good, though," he said, and his emphasis was marked by a shudder and a very particular grind into the girl. "Gonna bust a good nut real soon. Ah, yes, I am..."

"Mmm-mmm," murmured Danielle, her input small but welcome. She touched Cecil's balls, and though her touch was fond, she dotted it with eager gropes and tugs. Balls, thought Dani - especially fat, sweaty balls like these - were not nearly as fragile as men claimed them to be. They deserved respect, but they demanded a little bit of roughness, and Danielle gave it eagerly. Underneath her soft pads and short, buffed claws, Cecil's plump scrotum throbbed with virility, pulsing in time with his dense penis. The giraffe groaned and huffed, arching his back somewhat, putting his hands on his hips. He was not in any pain.

Cody was staring right through what she was doing, focused more on his use of her fine, fuzzy bottom, the tightness of which milked his overlarge cock. His movements were those of a man well-versed in all the ways to properly fuck an ass; he moved quickly, bucking and humping, smashing his gray hips into her round butt. Her cheeks flattened with each spank of his pelvis, and her inner muscles struggled to resist the pachyderm, giving the vixen great pleasure.

Hanging low like ripe fruits, sweat dripping off their curves, Cody's balls were beautiful. They swung in a quick arc with his bucking hips, slinging their sweat across the floor of the cab. Slowly and nearly imperceptibly, their dangling mass began to draw up, pulling tighter to his hot loins before his orgasm could occur. His fingers had dug hard enough into her hips to bruise her, but Dani didn't mind one bit; she was still gulping Cecil, still playing with his sack as if she were scratching a dog's chin. A fox, as anybody knew, was only too happy to be nailed like so.

"Mmh, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah," Cody said, grinning so tightly that he was nearly grimacing. His muscular, chubby body grew taut, and he canted forward as if he were about to collapse on Dani. He hissed through his clenched teeth and came, blasting virile spunk safely into the confines of his condom, bloating up the reservoir to balloon proportions and causing the vixen to squeak around the giraffe's penis. Her cheeks reddened and her ears splayed flat against her hair.

"Aw, that's the stuff, that's it, tha-a-at's it right fuckin' there," Cody grunted in tight, sharp huffs. "Gawd...!"

Dani popped her mouth off of Cecil's bloating condom, taking great pains not to snag a tooth on the latex. "Leave it in," she said huskily to Cody, as she closed both paws around Cecil's cock. "Ooh, gosh, leave that inside me for now... that feels so good, being full like that."

"Sure, baby, whatever you want. Ain't like I'm goin' anywhere," the elephant said easily.

The giraffe ran his hands down the back of his neck, ruffling up the brown mane along his spine. "You gonna jerk me off, huh? C'mon, then, I gotta squirt like you wouldn't believe after that throat action..."

Danielle tittered anxiously. "Aw, sorry about that," she said, beginning to tug and squeeze, twist and grope. "But it's so hard to keep that up. My roommate is a mare and she's got a-, a thing too, and I still can't manage her."

"Uh-huh," the giraffe said, not really listening. He was gyrating into the vixen's paws, and the reservoir on his condom bloated steadily with precum.

"A dick chick like you, huh? A mare?" Cody asked, smiling sleazily. "Now that sounds like a good time to me, princess."

The vixen slid a paw around Cecil's balls and squeezed them firmly, drawing a soft grunt but no reproachment from the giraffe. She kissed the glans of his penis through the rubber, and off she went again pumping and twisting. "She only likes other gi-i-irls," she sing-songed, then giggled. "Sorry, Mr. Forde."

"Uh-huh," Cecil murmured again, not knowing he wasn't being addressed. Dani didn't take it personally. "Gonna cum... Christ, that's good. Sometimes-, sometimes a handy is just great."

"Mmhmm," Danielle purred. "Hey, this has been really fun, guys... thanks for keeping a girl like me company, yeah?" Her paws tugged and worked at Cecil's penis with enviable grace, titillating throbbing flesh, making its pulses more firm and frequent. "I get so scared of the dark, so claustrophobic."

Cody petted down her back. "Don't do us no favors either, girl. Just happy you and us could come to an agreement about how's to-."

"Gonna cum now," Cecil hissed, cutting in. "Ah, shit, gonna cum. Ah, yeah." He made good on that declaration, his cock twitching and leaping in Dani's paws like a handgun jumping with recoil. He bucked into her paws, and his own hands pressed flat into his muscular ass cheeks as though he were shoving himself into her. He came powerfully, pumping a fat load to rival Cody's, shooting right into his rubber which the flavor had long been sucked from. Its reservoir bloated and dangled perilously, held on only by Danielle's grasp.

She let it slide off of the giraffe's twitching phallus and pinched it by its mouth. Deftly, even in the dark, she tied it off and then held onto it by the knot. "Mm, this was fun," she giggled, and nuzzled Cecil's naked cock reverently. "Um, Mr. Forde, sir, you can-."

"Already on it, babe," the elephant replied. He pulled out of her very plainly, his cock already more-or-less flaccid despite her warm, velvet insides. He dragged out his bloated condom and tied it off as she had done to Cecil's. "There ya' go, honey. Might wanna get a pillow to sit on for your office chair, or whatever."

"Oh... I'll be all right," Danielle said, and uttered a sheepish laugh. The three of them dressed, the men following Danielle's lead, and they all sat on the floor of the car. The vixen pulled up her tablet, wiped off its screen, and smiled at the two studs. "So-o-o... who wants to watch something on Netflix?"