Dawn in the Suite

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#4 of The Swinging Palms Resort

Welcome back fans and folks, to the continuing tales of Wild dogs playing Fuck around and Find out! But in the best possible way, of course! Following the primal beach party in Nights on the Beach, the sun is rising on a new day, and after a night of absolute, half-remembered, heat-fueled, and alcohol-driven debauchery, well, it's amazing anybody can still stand up straight!

Let's check in and see how Reece, Isiat, Marcy and Shadi are getting on come sunrise, shall we?

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Memory was a funny thing, especially when your recollections were, at best, fuzzy and pear-shaped, and hardly clear. There had been sleeping for sure but after the main event. The fact that the inhabitants of the room were all slowly waking up was evidence of that. Mercifully, the hotel had a fairly open policy on waking up in a room that wasn't yours. As long as your name was on the guest list, and your bed wasn't on a footpath, you were golden.

Golden, like the first rays of light coming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows that spanned the entire outward-facing walls of the massive penthouse suite. Golden, like the sandy, tan, splotchy and stripy fur of the pair of canine and feline ladies curled up on the bed. Golden, like the canaries circling his head in an almost comic book fashion. Reece slowly tried to pull himself back into the waking world and away from his hungover daze.

He blinked twice to clear the fuzziness from his sight and then reached down to rub the last of it away. Or rather, he would have, but the first attempt to move his hands ended abruptly as they rattled above his head. Glancing upwards, he found where the single-piece handcuffs had been latched to a conspicuously placed hook on the wall. As if just to test their strength, he shook his paws again and got exactly nowhere, just as he'd expected.

He was still naked, but that much wasn't surprising at all, at least not here. His spotty brown wild dog pelt was matted with lust in places from their evening activities. The rough fur of his sheath and thighs had clumped together in messy tufts. His rump ached, and so did his cock. Wetting his lips, he could taste several distinct flavours of lust upon them, and wrinkling his canine snout, he could feel that it was in much the same state as his crotch.

Shadi, the little tan-furred lioness friend and Isiat's wife, had curled herself up against Marcella's tits on the bed with him and was purring happily like a cat in its favourite spot. Her long tail draped across his mate's shapely rear and over his thighs. The entire room smelled of fuck, and something more aromatic, more bitter, more-

"Coffee?" Isiat asked as he stepped back into the bedroom, carrying with him a carafe and several mugs on a tray. The many-tailed black, white and red patterned vulpine set them quietly on a table by the window where the blinds had been thrown back. The outside was revealed in a gorgeous view of the dawn sunrise over the beach in the distance, light glistening on the calm surface of the ocean.

Reece rattled his cuffs to draw attention to his predicament.

"I would, but it seems you forgot something when we were all done for the evening."

Isiat quietly poured himself a mug, before spending a moment pouring a nearly unreasonable amount of creamer to sweeten the bitter, dark liquid. He took a sip, lips curling at the taste. Rather than finish his drink, he instead leaned across the sleeping females to press the cup to Reece's lips. He drank gratefully before tilting his head back with a sigh. Isiat set the mug on the tray and started searching for the keys, his tails flickering.

"It was a fun night." Isiat commented, though he already knew that barely covered half of it. The vulpine's own fur looked about as ruffled as his own.

"I'll bet. I don't remember most of it. Do remember this..." He gave the handcuffs another gentle rattle. "I remember Marcy howling while you had her against the window... Remember your pretty cat riding my lap like I was a stallion..."

"Mmhmm... I told you you'd remember that ride. Lucky I didn't get a whip out." Shadi murmured sleepily from her spot on the bed. With one dainty paw, she grabbed a corner of the quilted blanket and tugged it across her bare shoulders, still not yet willing to commit to waking fully. As the scent of the coffee hit her nostrils, however, her ears perked up, and slowly she separated herself from Marcella's boobs, the lure of her morning caffeine dose stronger even than the almost gravity-like pull of the wild dog woman's pillowy breasts.

Swinging her sweet, short tan furred legs over the side of the comparatively massive bed, stretching her paws high above herself in such an elegant feline yawn. Isiat wasn't complaining. Her tits looked great in the morning light, rays falling on her board, pink areolas and nipples.

At once, her mismatched green and brown eyes snapped to the tray, and her long, fluffy tail gave a pleased little swish. The tip brushed across Reece's face as she stood up, and with a merry little churr, accepted the mug just as Isiat finished mixing it. The vulpine's quest for the keys resumed, though not before Shadi gave his arse a playful swat as he wandered past.

"Oooh. Sexy man, you are, making me my coffee." She growled in delight as that first buzz jolted her system. A pair of warm tits pressed into her back as Marcella slid up behind her, paws slinking around the lioness's neck. Marcy shamelessly cupped one of Shadi's breasts in one hand as the other made a feeble grab at the cat's coffee.

"Mhmm, sexy woman sharing her coffee? Please?"

"Nope! My coffee! Go ask Izzy if you want your own." Shadi hissed playfully, but Marcella was persistent and dragged her tongue warmly along the nape of Shadi's neck.

"Oh please? I'll be good..." The wild dog bitch begged sweetly, tweaking Shadi's nipple between her fingers but the spoilt lioness just rumbled protectively, keeping her coffee just out of Marcella's reach. The wild dog's splotchy-furred tits pushed against her back as Marcella played with Shadi's own D cups... While reaching for her coffee cup still. Shadi yanked it away out of reach again.

"No! Bad enough that I shared my husband with you last night, you're not getting my coffee too. Greedy bitch." Shadi teased right back, her tail tip sweeping around to bop Marcella over the head. "Reece, control your woman!"

Reece just grinned sheepishly, not at all upset about the assertion that he could, in fact, control Marcy to begin with.

"And what exactly would you like me to do about her, little lioness?" He gestured with a flick of his muzzle upwards, and rattled the handcuffs again.

Shadi's eyes lit up in realization.

"Oh, love! The keys should be on the counter!" Shadi called to Isiat, gesturing wildly and vaguely in the direction of the kitchen bar, and the ostentatious fruit basket in its middle. Marcella had already inverted the pineapple in the middle of it as soon as they had entered last night, and giggled all the while as she did it too!

Isiat nodded and started searching. Marcella finally dropped her quest to acquire someone else's coffee. She stood up and stretched, her tail swishing back and forth as she took the time to show off her flexibility and roll her neck, joints popping in that oh-so-satisfying way.

Now Reece was certainly not complaining about his position on the bed. The view of the two nude ladies with their curves, asses and tits on full display in the dawn light and Isiat with all his tails flicking as he searched was a damn good one. What red-blooded male didn't want to wake up naked with excellent company and new friends? His arms reminded him of his predicament as everything woke up more, tingling and aches from their fun last night coming slowly to the fore.

The room smelled like good fuck, and the scent of both of their ladies hit him with a fresh wave of heat and lust. The entire place would need an airing out before they went out for the day... Assuming they wanted to leave the room at all today of course.

His prick had already started to poke free of his sheath, bright red and twitching in reaction to the cool air of the room. Isiat was in a similar state of semi-instinctual hardness. The dappled tip of his member poked from his dark-furred sheath as he scoured the kitchen bench, shifting bags and flyers in his quest for the keys.

Sauntering her way across the room, Marcella let her hips sway, a grin crossing her muzzle as she nudged her way in between Isiat and the counter, licking her lips. With a wink across at Shadi, she sank to her knees, forcing Isiat to lean over her to continue his search, though his eyes blinked wide when a warm tongue caressed his heavy sac and swollen sheath, a pair of feminine paws coming to rest on his hips.

"How about I help and search down here." She suggested with a playful little lilt, her tail wagging. She pressed her face into his crotch, taking a long drawn-out breath of his scent.

"The keys aren't down there Marcy..." Isiat growled, though his hips rocked entirely on reflex as she licked the peeking tip of his cock. A low huff escaped his lips at the wild dog's tongue caress of his prick.

"I wasn't looking for the keys." She stated. Parting her lips, Marcy took the first few inches of his rapidly swelling shaft into her maw with a huff of air. Swirling her tongue around his flesh to gather up those first drips of precum already leaking from his pointed tip, she greedily swallowed around his length. Her tongue washed over and around his shaft as she took him deeper still, moaning sweetly.

"Ahh... That... explains a lot- Found them!" Isiat grunted as Marcy drug her paws into his toned ass, as if afraid he was going to try and get away. He bucked forwards again and shoved his tip into her throat, earning a squeak of surprise from the canine. With a flick of his paw, he tossed the handcuff keys sideways to Shadi, who snatched them out of the air neatly.

"And what if I wanted him this morning, hmmm?" Shadi mused with a mock scowl, watching as Marcy went down on Isiat's cock hungrily. She waited a moment longer, letting her maw work and suckle on the thick shaft she was sampling before the wild dog bitch pulled back with a wet pop as her lips left him for a moment.

"Oh, well... I suppose you can borrow mine for the morning. You've got the keys after all." Marcella snickered, and for a moment, Isiat would have sworn the devious ladies had planned all of this out in advance. But then the warmth engulfing his prick got the better of the still-rousing vulpine, and with his tails flicking back and forth like a lazy fan, he started to thrust himself more enthusiastically into the wild dog's waiting muzzle.

Shadi just purred as she turned, looking at Reece like a predator with a trapped piece of prey in her crosshairs. She made a show of shuffling along the bed on her knees as she come to straddle the bound male's legs. The coffee was long forgotten. She'd found something better to nurse on for the morning.

She twirled the keys lazily on her finger as she reached Reece's feet, and bent herself forward. His cock was fully out of his sheath now thanks to Marcy's little display of morning vigour and seemed to have a strong case of morning wood that Shadi wanted to taste. Even as she watched and licked her lips, his knot was throbbing, swelling with excitement.

"Be gentle. Still tender from last night." He half pleaded, but his tail's enthusiastic wagging and thumping against the quilted blanket sold him out.

"I don't do gentle with my food, especially when it is bound up for me like this..." She rumbled. Reece's cock throbbed with eagerness at her words. Shadi's tail gave a devious flicker as she leaned down along his thighs, pressing her chubby feline frame over him. Without hesitation, she dragged her tongue along the underside of his shaft with a purr of satisfaction, rasping the muscles across his slick, sensitive flesh.

"You don't mind, do you?" She deliberately made her cutest face, batting her eyelids at the dog as she opened wide and took him to the knot within her muzzle in a single motion. He grunted and thrust upwards against her pink lips, panting already as she nursed on him like she was getting her favourite treat. It felt like she was trying to suck his soul out through his prick!

"Ahh... As long as you don't stop, Fuck. Izzy, your cat is... Way too good with this muzzle she has." He huffed loudly as the energetic little lioness went right to work on him, twisting her dexterous feline tongue and sliding her muzzle up and down his cock.

"Heh... Trained her myself. Shadi's a good pet. Marcy knows how to work a knot as well, don't you girl?" Isiat rumbled as he reached down, stroking over her ears with one hand, and dragging his claws against the granite with his other. Pleasure came along his nerves like a slow, but unstoppable wave, making him tense from his toes to his claws.

Murmuring an affirmative, Marcy tightened her muzzle around him and teased his knot against her lips, growling softly. One of her paws crept up to cup his sac gently in her palm, rolling his nuts between her fingers. Her other slipped in behind his knot, two fingers clenching around the root of the thick bulb. The intense sensation made Isiat's hips buck, and his knot swelled and twitched against her lips. A pulse of precum raced down the length of his shaft before it spilled out across Marcy's eager tongue. She swallowed it down ravenously and went back for more.

Her tail beat against the bottom of the bar as she shuffled about in position before she started bobbing her head, grinding her thighs together with a wet sound. Soft moans passed Marcy's lips each time she drew back along Isiat's cock.

Not to be outdone, Shadi was busy practically diving her nose into the dirt-coloured fur of Reece's sheath. Her textured lion tongue worked along the length of his shaft, making the cuffed-up wild dog squirm as her paw massaged her sac and the very base of his red, pointed canine cock, her lips parting wide as she suckled over the top of his knot.

Reece just huffed, denied the use of his hands to just reach down and grab Shadi's head to let him muzzle fuck her as his feral instincts demanded of him. This was practically torture. Every time his pleasure started to crest she slowed just enough until it crept back down to a more manageable level. His hips thrust as much as Shadi would let him, but it was more like a gentle rocking with her weight atop his spotty thighs.

"Ahh, careful with those teeth now." Reece had to suppress the tremble in his voice. His leg wanted to kick like a mutt having its belly rubbed, even as her paws stroked the very root of his knot.

She pulled back, grinning ear to fluffy ear like a minx. Her teeth flashed dangerously.

"And what will you do if I'm not, hmmm?"

Her big, tufted tail flicked back and forth as she let herself go down all the way to the root of his shaft on her next descent, swallowing his knot in her stretched lips like she'd just pushed a baseball inside her mouth, cheeks bulging. The sight was a damn erotic one, and one that Reece has seen Marcy manage many a time. His cock throbbed in time with his heartbeat, twitching vigorously as Shadi's muzzle worked her magic.

And then, just when he thought she was going to let him finally crest that peak, Shadi pulled away entirely, just about the same time Marcella did.

"Betchya my boy lasts longer than yours." Marcella challenged, pressing herself back to her feet and slipping into the thin space between Isiat and the kitchen counter. She turned, pressing her paws down atop the granite, rubbing Isiat's cock between the clefts of her ass cheeks, her back against his bare chest. A helping paw reached down and gripped his cock, angling it down between the glistening folds of the wild dog's bared cunt.

"Oh, Isiat can pace himself. What about Reece? Think he can resist the prospect of breeding a hot, needy lioness? Dogs do so love chasing pussy after all..." Shadi teased in turn, straddling Reece's lap, his canine shaft sliding messily between her heat-swollen folds.

"Ahh, condom? Pill?" Reece asked quickly, blinking as Shadi reached down, grinding her hot little pleasure button against the spade-shaped tip of his prick. She twisted her fingers just a little, letting him press into the warmth of her passage for just a second before she nudged his cock out of her again. She did this a few times, lazily grinding her sex along h,s, precum leaking messily between them as she spread her arousal across Reece's twitching length.

"Those are dirty words in our home." Isiat growled from the bar as he pushed Marcella down against the counter, grinding up against her pert rear as he reached down and yanked her tail out of the way. A moment later, Reece got to watch his mate arch her back and moan for the many-tailed vulpine as Isiat thrust himself into the wild dog bitch, grunting as his knot slapped wetly against her sex.

"Mmmm, Marcy's not complaining about getting a good breeding, the needy little slut. Not afraid of the cat in heat, are you?" Shadi smirked, leaning down across Reece's chest. Her paws came to rest on his shoulders as she worried her teeth along the scruff covering his collarbone.

"Be a good boy and I'll even let you cum inside me this time. Maybe you can beat Isiat to me." She teased, raising her hips up to press his tip right against her opening before she slipped down a few inches onto the bare wild dog's cock.

"Ahh, if you're fine with me leaving your mate with a fat and swollen queen." Reece snarled and bucked his hips upwards, not one to be outdone by the other smug ex-soldier in the room. Isiat might have gotten his fun last night after their bet, but now it was his turn. Reece pulled his entire torso up with just his forearms, tucking his knees up to scoot Shadi further forward. Damn but for his paws to be free about now, he'd fuck the cat silly. She'd let him make a mess of her belly last night, cumming over her and marking the tribal paint adorning her stomach with swirling marks of fertility.

"Ahh~ You can certainly try."

This time, he wanted to ensure that his puppy batter went where nature intended it to. If she wanted his knot so badly, the kinky pair could deal with her being filled with African wild dog mutts.

Shadi seemed to be of the same mindset, bouncing herself up and down on his cock, riding him in every sense of the word.

"Oh, don't you worry. That knot is going in me one way or another." Shadi growled in pleasure, sharp teeth flashing as she leaned back and braced herself on her paws. Her hips gyrated on him like a dancer, his knot slapping her budding clit with each downward press of the lioness. Her moans quickly filled the room, mingling with Marcella's whines and barks as Isiat did his best to fuck her silly.

"Give it to her nice and rough baby. She's a fun little bitch to fuck."

Marcella just nodded her agreement dumbly, cheek pressed flat against the countertop as Isiat absolutely railed her from behind. He fucked her with the enthusiasm and eagerness of their feral ancestors, rutting her like his life depended on it. Short, deep, and rapid-fire strokes of his hips left the spotty canine barely standing on trembling legs, Isiat's paws wrapped around her torso to pin her down with his chest as his fingers toyed and teased her nipples.

She all but yelped when his knot slipped past her sex lips, but not yet ready to tie, Isiat was quick to yank it back out with an audible pop. Marcella squealed and clenched around him suddenly, a light pattering of cum against the floor and her shaking body all the clues Isiat needed to know he'd just made the poor, well fucked wild dog cream herself like a whore. He grinned.

"Oh, like that huh?" Isiat's tongue caressed the rim of her rounded ears as he growled the words like a dark promise of more to come.

"Fuck yes... Again!" Marcy barked, thrusting her hips back against the kitsune's hips as he drove forward. His knot slipped right back between her stretched, soaked sex lips, making her yelp with each thrust and withdrawal, his knot popping messily in and out of her cunt as he fucked her with the thick bulb of swelling flesh.

"Ahh, not gonna be able to do this much longer, then you're not gonna have a choice-"

"Then you'd better get that knot nice and deep. If Reece is gonna breed Shadi, you'd damn well better be planning on breeding me as well." Marcella snarled fiercely, her claws leaving a new set of deep scratches on the countertop. Isiat shoved her down and gave the bitch what she wanted, wet slaps echoing through the penthouse as the pair of males both worked at knotting their new friend's partners.

"Better be ready for some goddamn kits in your belly then." He snarled, pinning the bitch as he bred her good and proper.

Shadi cried out across the room, jamming one paw down against where Reece's knot was splitting her open with each bounce she gave against his hips, grinding down with his tip mashed against her cervix. The sensation bordered right between uncomfortable and intensely pleasurable in a way only canines anatomy could do. Being rutted so deeply with the threat of the knot lingering at the edge of her near-tautly spread cunt, it was hard not to fantasize about being bred.

Shadi wanted that in her. She'd teased him last night like this, riding him all the way to the edge before she climbed off of him, It had been mean, denying him the tie he so desperately sought and wanted, but now, this was all hers, and that knot was going to fucking split her open.

She glanced over her shoulder briefly and watched as Isiat rutted Marcy hard into the counter, his tails flagged while his balls smacked off her thighs with each thrust. It made her pause. She wanted to be fucked harder than Reece could provide like this. With deliberate slowness, she turned, twirling the keys upon her finger once in thought.

A second later, she slipped off the wild dog's cock with a quiet, lip-biting moan, and with practised ease, Reece's hands slipped free of the cuffs as she released him. The olive drab, one-piece cuffs fell to the bed with a thump. Reece got a better look at them a moment later, chuckling at the faded stencil of words on their face.

Property of UK ARMY; Not for civilian sale

Wriggling her hips, Shadi bent over doggy style and presented herself like a bitch in heat. Her head faced Marcy and Isiat as they fucked like a pair of howling animals, and gave her an unobstructed view of the lewd display. She winked at Reece across her shoulder, flagging her tail in invitation. Her pouting slit was dripping with his precum, just begging for a proper creampie.

"Don't keep me waiting, horny pup. Bury that bone." Shadi purred with a sultry roll of her hips. All at once, Reece was on her presented rump like a feral hound on a bitch in an alleyway. His pointed, bright red shaft bounced as he thrust, seeking her hot, velvety passage, and Shadi had to reach beneath herself and straighten his aim. The instant he felt her against his cock head, he rammed forward, splitting the feline with a bark of pleasure and triumph. Before Shadi knew it, he was already battering at her womb's gate, laying siege to her fertile cunt with his knot threatening to tie her with each thrust.

She bit down on the quilts and moaned shamelessly, her entire body tensing as climax raced through her, and before the high had even left her body, Reece's incessant thrusts had brought her to a second peak!

"Nngh~ Yes! Fuck! Fuck me!" Shadi cried out between moans and gasps, her heart drumming against her ribs almost as hard and fast as Reece's thrusts as he bred her into the bedsheets. Cracking one eye, she saw Isiat hammering away at Marcy across from her, the wild dog's hair looking all the part a hot mess. Shadi found one of her paws slipping between her wet thighs to rub at her clit as Recce gave her one hell of a pounding.

Isiat was certainly no slouch in the bedroom and was a very dedicated lover. He revelled in the thrill of making his partners squirm and moan. Hell, it was part of why Shadi had married him. The man was damn attentive to her needs. It was always a sweet thrill to see what she must have looked like being fucked by him on another face as he drove into them. He looked over, catching Shadi's eyes, and met her lustful gaze with a grin. Reaching down, he took Marcella's tail in one paw, and turned her slightly, putting her spread cunt on full display for Shadi.

The lioness's cheeks pinkened as she watched Isiat's knot slapping roughly against Marcella's sex before he leaned over her dominatingly, covering her with his toned mass. There was a hushed whisper between them, and Marcella turned, biting her lower lip at whatever perverse suggestion he was making to her. The wild dog nodded enthusiastically. She spread her legs for him and pushed back slowly, impaling herself on Isiat's bitch breaker, playing it up for Reece and Shadi, whose eyes were both on them now.

"Uuuh! Fuck, Reece, he's gonna breed me... Such a fat knot! Going to cum for him..." Marcella moaned with a huff, grinding back on Isiat's fat, dappled knot. Reece looked up from fucking Shadi long enough to catch Marcy as she cried out in climax, wetness dripping down the underside of Isiat's throbbing prick. His knot disappeared into the wild dog with a rush as he shoved into her, forcing her body wide before it sank in with a pop, lodging itself deep in her sweltering snatch. Shadi watched as Marcy's nether lips were pulled taut as each throb of her mate's cock made it swell larger, locking Isiat in his breeding bitch.

"Reece~ Ngh, gonna get kits... I can feel him throbbing... Gonna breed me before you do. Belly full of mutts..." She moaned, locking eyes with her Reece even as another male had his knot lodged deep in her, nothing between his bare cock and her womb.

Reece snarled and redoubled his efforts at her challenge. Shadi's thoughts went fuzzy around the edges as stars exploded behind her eyes. She vaguely recalled crying out as the wild dog made good on burying his knot into her abused feline slit. Isiat always loved how tight she was, designed for a much smaller partner species, but oh she was a size queen. The stretch was its own kind of nirvana, And pleasure shocked Shadi's nerves like lightning as orgasms back to back rocked her tiny frame.

"Ready for your litter, lioness? This load is going to quench that pesky heat..."

She felt Reece's bright red cock swelling within her passage, fat and stuck just past her heat-swollen lips. There would be no pulling out now, and like Marcy, nothing at all to stop the male's thick load going right into her belly. His tapered and pointy canine tip nestled flush with the opening of her cervix, twitching as this shaft pulsed, pushing its load along his girth length.

"Ahh~ Fuck! Breed me! Give me it all!" Shadi almost roared, her claws tearing the top of the quilt to ribbons as she climaxed hard, clenching around Reece's shaft while the wild dog blasted her fertile insides with shot after shot of cum, staking his claim on her. Shadi collapsed to the bed, purring loudly. Her ass was held aloft by the canine's swollen cock.

She could feel each throb racing down his length that stretched her passage out, just as she could see each needy throb of Isiat's cock, his sac tightening up against his sheath while he took his own morning wood's relief out inside the lusty wild dog bitch under him.

Gods, both of them were going to be fucked silly by the end of this trip at this rate, and she couldn't even say she minded the thought. Warmth filled her core, and she couldn't help squirming back against her partner while he filled her.

She moaned and rubbed the gentle swell in her belly from the mutt's copious load, chuffing and purring loudly while she tried to catch her breath. Gods, she could feel every drop as Reece pooled it in her womb, like some base desire in her had taken over and just wanted to be bred like a good girl.

She wriggled her hips at the thought, feeling Reece's hot spunk shifting inside of her, his knot keeping every drop nice and deep where it belonged.

Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad... Certainly, they weren't strangers anymore.

For his part, Reece just leaned down, his broad, canine tongue sweeping over her neck in an almost possessive gesture.

"My my... Eager little breeder aren't you? Marcy and I may just have to keep the two of you."

"Funny, I was about to say the same of you two... You'd look cute in matching collars." Isiat rumbled. Paws around Marcy's waist, he lifted the wild dog up, still impaled on his knot, and carried her back to bed, sitting with the bitch in his lap beside Reece and Shadi.

"So... Has the experience been worth it so far for you two?" Reece chuckled, his tail wagging back and forth even while his prick continued throbbing. He'd keep cumming until his knot began to shrink, the same as Isiat would with Marcy. By the time the boys were done, Shadi and Marcy would both be leaking their cum for the rest of the morning, or at least what little of it didn't stay filling their wombs.

"Mmhmmm~" Shadi gave a satisfied groan from beneath Reece, and Isiat reached over to take her paw in his with a chuckle. Marcella leaned over the tied pair, pressing her muzzle hotly to Reeces as they shared a passionate kiss, both tied to their partners for the morning.

"Inconclusive... We'll have to experience some more first."

"Oh, but what a way to start the day..." Marcy said almost breathlessly. Quietly, Shadi took one of Isiat's paws and one of Shadi's paws in her own, placing them upon her breasts to let them fondle her tits idly in their shared afterglow.

"You can say that again... Huff." Isiat shook his head, looking at the now cold carafe of coffee on the table. Well, that much wouldn't be salvageable at least. Not after how long they'd been going at it like a pack of wild animals.

"Well... Suppose we might as well go out for breakfast at this point. How's the buffet?"

"All you can eat... But I think I'd rather have Reece feast on me first, and you can feast on Shadi. Can't have us going to breakfast all drippy and messy now." Marcella grinned, rolling her hips in Isiat's lap.

"Mmhm, it'll need to be Brunch then. I'm going to need another nap after all that." Shadi purred, her tail swishing lazily and brushing across Reece's face.

"Showers?" Isiat suggested with a grin. Recce snickered quietly, smirking at Isiat in turn. His hips gave a few gentle pumps against Shadi's upturned rump, grinding his knot that tiny bit deeper while he filled the kitsune's lioness with his cum.

"Only if you plan on getting dirtier still. There's a lot to do in the afternoons after all."

"More of you two?" Shadi suggested with a cheeky little giggle. Marcella rumbled playfully in response.

"Mhmm, if that's what you really want to do this afternoon... We are here for a week after all. May as well make the most of it getting more... Intimately acquainted." Marcella sighed with a blissful, fucked stupid smile. Goodness, and they still had the entire day ahead of them yet!