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"Yeah, you dirty bitch. Bet you love that, don't you?" Barnabis, or Papa as most people called him, hunched over a table. The ursaring had his fingers wrapped loosely around his cock, popping the foreskin back and forth over his flared tip as he pounded his hand. His thumb ran lightly over his tip, spreading precum against his crown as he huffed. A deep groan rolled up his throat as he looked down at the magazine before him, staring at the pokegals that stared up at him. Tongue rolled over his muzzle with a wet slurp as his hips rocked against his loose grip. Fingers rolled and squeezed, doing their best to mimic a tight, ready pussy wrapped around his cock.

Normally, he wouldn't be doing this. Certainly not out in the kitchen. But what else was he going to be doing today? Sure, he had the Honey-Do list that he had to chew through. There wasn't anything on the list that would take too long though. All in all, maybe an hour or two of work. His wife would be out until the evening and his boys were off... doing something. He wasn't sure. Xander was grown and out, but Oscar split his time between here and off with his brother.

Which meant he had the place to himself for most of the day. And being a warm blooded male, that meant time for the type of hand fucking that left him feeling dirty afterwards. If he didn't feel like he needed a hot shower after, then he wasn't doing it right. Right now, he'd need a really long scrub. He'd been at it for a couple hours now. It had started out a little slower over there on the couch. Then, as he went through the magazine, things got a little hotter. And as things got hotter and he got more worked up he started moving around the room a bit.

One of these days, he'd invest in one of those masturbation toys maybe.

Flipping to the next page, his eyes widened at the sight of the charizard gal straddling a toy egg. He knew it was a toy because of the sheer size of it. Nothing that big could have ever came out of a booty that shapely. Tongue rolled over his lips as he stared at her rear. The picture caught her perfectly. The way her folds were spread just enough to show off her inner lips. How her juices glistened along the surface of the egg. And that sparkle of lust in her eye as she glanced back at the camera, licking her lips all the while.

Goddamn, he hadn't seen something that sexy in a while. Don't get him wrong, his wife was still a smoking hot thing that he'd pin down and fuck any given day, but goddamn. If this sweet bit of fire tail came up to him and asked him to make her a woman, he'd have a hell of a hard time turning her down.

Papa groaned and arched, the table starting to bang off the wall as his heavy thighs slapped against the surface. Fingers rolled and squeezed, cock popping wetly as precum spilled freely over his fingers. Tongue rolled form his muzzle as he huffed. Heavy balls slapped against the side of his hand as he groaned and huffed. His fingers squeezed the sides of his thick shaft, rolling the skin gently to add a little new motion to the thrusts. Eyes narrowed as he stared at the picture. Those sultry eyes turning into more lusty calls. His pants echoed back at him, his mind shaping them into her breathless calls. Declarations of how big Papa Bear was and how much he was stretching her.

Lips curled back with a growl, "Papa's gonna ruin that puss. No male ever gonna measure up after I'm done with you." He was huffing and grunting, the table bouncing off the wall as he just hammered his imaginary lover.

Fat crown was flaring and popping louder. His gut was trembling and balls churning with his release as it built higher.

The door's bell rang with a merry chime. "Fuck." he growled low in his throat, hunching over the table. Hips shook in the tiniest of motions as he rubbed his fingers over the flesh. He'd been close enough to his finish that his entire length was jumping with the denied climax. Another chime rolled through the house. Papa twisted his head and glared at the brass bell that hung near the door as it swayed on its curled spring. Ears twitched towards the door as the metal hummed with the wonderfully tuned chime. His thumb idly ran over his tip, praying that the person would leave.

No such luck as the bell shook and sang its tune again. Lips pulled back with a deep snarl as he lifted his hand to look at the mess on his palm and the table. "Just a minute!" he called over his shoulder as he stepped to the sink and grabbed a damp cloth, using it to wipe off his hands and the table quickly. The ursaring took deep, slow breaths as he tried to calm himself He could get back to the fun once whoever was at the door was dealt with. It wasn't going to be the same. It'd be close. He was still plenty pent up and his release would be plenty big when it hit. Just it wasn't going to be the same. He hated being denied a good payoff after working up towards something big and messy.

Squaring his shoulders, he let out a deep breath as he calmed himself down. The cloth was cold, but it did help as well, cleaning up the fur around his crotch and belly. Rubbing it over his shoulders quickly, he swiped it around to add to the sweat that was build up there. Hopefully whoever was at the door wouldn't have that great of a sense of smell. Even if they did, hopefully the heavy, musky aroma of his sweat would cover up that scent of male arousal. He snatched up his overalls from where they'd dropped to the floor and pulled them on quickly, practically stepping into the garment with ease before buttoning it.

Just one last thing to hide. Grabbing the magazine, he stuffed it down the back of the couch cushions. He could get that later.

The bell chimed again, "I'm coming, I'm coming." He wished. Sighing, he padded over to the door with a deep grumble. One quick check showed that his cock was nicely tucked away and back in its home. Ruffling the fur around his crotch for good measure, he pulled open the door and shot the person waiting there a dirty look.

Or at least he would have if Roy hadn't been so comically stuck. The seviper, a friend of Oscar's, was dangling from the bell pull and looking at him with an embarrassed expression. "Hey, is Oscar around?" he mumbled as best he could with the pull's handle stuck behind his fangs.

Papa was trying his best not to just burst out laughing. He settled for a deep, huffing laugh and a shoulder shake instead. "Nah, he's out and about with Xander I think." Reaching out, he wrapped a hand around Roy's body and lifted the seviper enough for the male to free his fangs from the wide grip before lowering him back to the stone porch.

Roy huffed, "He told me he'd be around here today so we could hang out for a bit." The serpent curled around on himself and rubbed the bladed end of his tail against his fangs. "Mind if I come in and wait until he comes around?"

Fuck, he'd really wanted to get right back into it. If Roy was going to come in and hang around until Oscar showed up, if he did, it could be all day. He let out a low grumble and rubbed the back of his neck, "Well, I really had a few things I was supposed to be getting done today. Mam gave me a list of things to have done before she gets home, and..." he trailed off as he waved a hand at his disheveled appearance.

He'd hoped to run Roy off, but the seviper perked up, "I could help out until he gets here." Twisting, he looked back towards the empty street, "Ran into him just yesterday and he told me he'd hang out today." His tongue flicked out slowly, "Even told me to come back around here and he'd meet me."

Fuuuuuck, Papa couldn't turn him away. Not with that sad little tone in his voice just then. The Roy and Oscar had been best friends for the longest time, but since Oscar started to hang out with Xander and the two of them working together, well he'd been seeing less of his voice as well. He breathed out a sigh, "Alright, just don't complain when I put you to work."

Roy perked up, "Not at all, Mr. P."

A low grumble came from the ursaring as he stepped aside so the seviper could dart part him. "I keep telling you to call me Papa. Everyone else does."

"Alright, just as long as you don't ask me to call you Daddy." Papa rolled his eyes and sighed as he shut the door behind them and padded to get the honey-do list. If the kid was going to interrupt his fun, then he was going to make him work off his unknown debt.

So, as it turns out, having someone smaller around made some jobs a lot easier. Better than that, he complained a lot less than his own boys did. He talked a lot, but Roy just seemed happy enough to have someone to talk and hang out with. As frustrated as he was, Papa was thankful for someone smaller than he was, especially when it came to getting behind the sink to fix that leak.

"A little more to the left." Roy hissed, reaching up to adjust the wrench with his tail. Papa grunted at him and shifted the wrench before starting to twist it. The two of them were pressed up close, couldn't not be that close and wedge themselves under the sink. Papa hated whoever installed the cabinet in this bathroom. They must have been a pikachu or something to be able to get in this tight of a spot that easily.

Meanwhile, all Roy could think about was how the big bear was pressed up against his body like this as they worked. He stretched out as the wrench turned and enjoyed the feel of that coarse fur pressing against his body as his eyes narrowed with a soft humming noise. Tongue rolled from his mouth with a little flick and a wiggle before rolling back. He could taste the bigger male's sweat and musk on the air. He'd tasted it the moment that front door opened. It wasn't just that though. There was that underlying flavor as well. The taste of the ursaring's arousal. Pretty hard to miss. If Papa had done a better job of cleaning up, it might have been more difficult. Just wiping down hadn't done jack to clean off that distinctive scent-flavor. Hell, Roy could even tell that Papa hadn't gotten off.

Trust him on that, he was pretty skilled at this sort of thing.

Oscar knew that he liked certain things and had mentioned wanting to 'try a few things' when they hung out today. Which, he was wondering when Oscar was going to show up. Or why he'd wanted to meet at his folk's home rather than where he was staying with Xander. "There you go, got it tightened up."

Papa grunted, "Alright." the big bear had to wrap an arm around Roy's body to twist on the valve. His eyes narrowed as he held back a soft moan at the feel around him before turning his attention up to the pipes as the ursaring pulled away and turned on the sink.

"Not seeing any dripping. Think we're all good now." The sink twisted off and he waited before slithering out. "All good."

A grunt sounded from the big male, "Good, been meaning to get to that for weeks." It wasn't on the list, but it was something he'd meant to get around to. Truthfully, they'd wrapped up the honey-do about three tasks ago. He'd just been hitting up things that he'd meant to do, but kept putting off. And he was rapidly running out of those too.

"Well... that's about everything." Papa scratched the back of his head and huffed. "Although after crawling around under that sink, I need to scrub down." He frowned as his fingers touched a wet patch of his fur, "I don't know what the fuck that was that leaked in there."

Now that he was reminded about it, Roy felt his scales itching a bit as well. "Dunno, it'd been there a while though." He twisted and flicked his tongue to it, "I think it used to be some sort of flower scented something or other." It did smell a bit off. Who knows how old it was or if it even went bad. He flicked his tongue in distaste and turned his head away. "Gonna have to scrub down myself."

Papa huffed, "Alright, I think that's enough. I'm gonna hit the bath." He took a couple steps and grumbled, "Might as well join me unless you want to smell like someone's grandma all day." The bathhouse was more than large enough for the pair of them. Hell, there had been times when the boys were younger that they had all four of them in the bath way back when.

Roy's tongue rolled from his mouth at the offer and he smirked. Well well. Here he'd been expecting to have to convince the bear to let him wash up with him. Maybe make some excuse about Oscar possibly coming around soon. Which where was that guy? But was things sat, he was more than happy to join the ursaring in the bath and do some soaking. Maybe, if he played his cards right, he could see about helping the older male out. Doing something other than chores he meant. A blowjob. A blowjob to make up for him interrupting the big man's fun.

He looked at that big bare rump as the male waddled along ahead of him. Mmm, a blowjob would be fine. Didn't want to push things. At least not yet. If Oscar was coming around for what he thought he was, then he'd have time to take his turn. A grin slipped across his muzzle as he licked his lips slowly. He breathed out a deep hiss and hurried after the big man.

The bathhouse was huge, attached to the house near the kitchen. It was easily the size of a bedroom all by itself. The entire tub was warmed from a slow pour from a heated pool set a little higher up. Used water would drain out from the bottom. A slow-feed rack of wood took care of that. As he slid into the room, Papa was opening a chute to check. "Good. Fire caught when I was in here earlier. Won't have to wait for it to warm up." He tossed another scoop of chunked coal down the chute before closing up the little trap door. The big male slipped into the water with a grunt, "Oh yeah, that feels nice." He let out a noise that was probably the big bear's version of a purr as he sank into the water.

Despite the ursaring's approval, Roy tipped the end of his tail into it before slipping in. It was nice and warm. Felt really good as he sank his body into the water. He'd have preferred something like a nice sand rub, but couldn't argue with the warmth here. Especially not with the company.

There was a bench that wrapped around the circular pool that gave him a good resting spot as Papa submerged and scrubbed fingers through his fur. Roy rolled his body around, scrubbing his body against the wooden bench. Wouldn't take him nearly as long to clean up as it would Papa. Rubbing against himself a bit, he just waited until Papa surfaced again. Man, he could stay under for a long time.

Papa came up with a huff and ran his fingers through his thick fur. Squeezing the water out of his head fur, he grunted. "The older I get, the better a hot bath feels."

"Mhmm, not as good as a good, long jerking session. Especially when you've got the house all to yourself for a while." A cough sounded from the older male, but he didn't respond otherwise. Forked tongue rolled out slowly before curling back as Roy angled his head. "Listen, if I'd have known that you were," he wiggled his tail trying to do air quotes, "preoccupied, I would've waited a bit more before ringing the bell."

"Thanks," came the surly grunt.

He rolled to look over at the male. Papa wasn't really looking at him. Instead, his head was rocked back and his eyes were closed as he just soaked in the water. "How about I make it up to you?" The large head didn't movie but the ear twitched towards him. "I mean, it's just you and me here. I interrupted your self-love, how about I make it up to you some way?" The tip of his blade-like tail tapped against the side of the tub with a soft thump. "I've been told that I give really good blow jobs. I mean Class A easily."

Now the eye opened slowly, "You do remember that I'm married. Got two kids with my wife." His tone deepened to a low growl, "Rather happily married as well."

"I know," Roy breathed out a low trill as his tongue flickered out slowly. "I'm not saying leave your wife for me. Not saying we make this a reoccurring thing. Just a one off." He lifted his tail and tapped his cheek, "I get you off to make up for interrupting, then we never speak of it again." The tail curled out into a shrug-like gesture. "Or we can just not do it. Up to you entirely, I'm good either way." He did his best to act cool and nonchalant. A part of him didn't mind if Papa decided he didn't wanna get frisky. He really, really wanted to get a good taste of whatever the big man was packing. Roy let his eyes narrowed as he just let the warmth soak into his body. Glancing over, her saw that the big bear still had his head rocked back, but there was a titan starting to emerge from the water.

Papa let out a low growl and a huff before snorting, "Alright, just don't tell anybody. You talk..." he trailed off as he lifted his hand, flexing his fingers slowly.

"Don't worry, I'm very discreet about these things." He smiled and twisted to face Papa. "I don't kiss and tell."

A huff came from the older male, "So, do you want to do it in the bath, or..."

"Probably better if you're on the edge of the tub, up out of the water." Roy wiggled the tip of his tail and smiled. "I can hold my breath a bit, but easier if I don't have to." Papa let out a low groan and pressed his hands to the edge of the tub before levering himself up and out of it.

Water poured from his thick pelt as he heaved his body up to drop on the floor. He idly began to push his hands against his body, squeezing out more of the water. He wouldn't let Roy know it, but he was feeling a bit nervous about this. Goddamn it all he hadn't been nervous about sex for the longest time. Fuck, just thinking about it he couldn't remember the last time he'd really had the pre-sex jitters. This wasn't sex, he reminded himself. It was just getting his just dues from Roy for being interrupted. He could always stop at any time he wanted. Roy probably wasn't even all that good.

Papa was just leaning back on his hands when he felt the seviper's tongue dance against his cock. Just a little tickle before lips pressed against his fat tip. The tongue pushed up under his foreskin before tracing around the male's crown. The bear gasped and rolled his head back, hips shaking as the forked tongue wrapped and rolled around his tip before easing the foreskin back slowly.

Roy smirked up at Papa as the older male mumbled something under his breath and jerked his hips. Rolling his head slowly, he let his lips tease over the head before rolling the foreskin back. The cock surged upwards as he toyed with the cock, smiling as the tip of his tail tapped against the wall. Fangs framed the thickness as he bobbed his head. Just working the tip first before spreading his laws as he worked down over the cock. He could feel it growing thicker and thicker as he worked his head down over the flesh. Holy hell, Papa was thick! Would explain a couple things about Xander at the very least. Lips curled up in a smile as he bobbed his head and slurped around it.

Powerful tongue rolled around the length as he breathed out a deep murr. Eyes shut most of the way as he moved his head nice and slow. Jaws spreading around the increasingly massive member. He could feel it stretching his throat out as he pushed his head up and down over it. Oh that bulge felt so lovely as the head plunged down his gullet with each bob. He moaned around him, throat shaking with the noise.

Body slipped up out of the pool, curling around Papa's waist so he could get a better angle. He started to twist and roll his head, adding a new motion to it. Bob and roll, twist and turn, listen to the ursaring moan and shudder over him. With his body curled around the larger male, it was pretty easy to move his frame with the thrusts that began to stir through Papa's body. Still couldn't get over how thick the big bear was. He had to be mindful of his fangs as he bobbed his head. Didn't want to scrape up the thick treat before he got what he wanted from it.

Drawing back, he let the sides of his fangs play with that big, fat crown. Just popping and rubbing against it a little as his tongue twined and twirled round and round the pole. A hot, heavy drop of precum oozed from the tip and absolutely coated his tongue. Eyes rolled back with a pleasured moan as that strong taste nearly overwhelmed him. Different from other male's he'd tasted. Roy had stuffed males that were larger into his mouth, but none had that same taste. It was making him squirm and roll his body.

Roy had been working on the cock for only a moment when a pair of heavy hands wrapped around his neck, just behind his head. For a second, he was worried that Papa had changed his mind or that the ursaring was going to make him slow down.

Instead of making him back off, the older male began to push on his head harder. Eyes opened and rolled up to look at the male. His body was solid muscle, he could perhaps resist the nudging if he wanted to. Papa was also pretty impressively muscled as well. It was impossible to know if he could fight against the motions.

Not that he really wanted to.

Letting Papa hold and move his head like a sex toy, he began to twist and roll his head quickly. Tongue lashed and rolled over the heavy cock, wrapping around it in a tight spiral one way before twisting to wrap the other. He could feel it pulsing, getting hotter, the tip starting to flare inside of his throat. A soft hiss eked it's way out past the thick base as his nose was pressed into the damp fur of the male's groin. Tongue danced out just enough to feel those balls. Big, heavy balls just loaded with Papa bear cum just for him. The big man had been denied his fun earlier, but he was about to reap the rewards of his patience now.

With his tongue wrapped around those balls, he felt the ursaring's climax start. Shaggy pouch shifting then twitching before pulling tight. Roy twisted his head and pulled against the hands. He only just managed to wriggle his head free of the grasp when he felt that first surge come racing up the shaft.

Maw opened and tongue wrapped around the cock to hold the length right behind that thick flared crown to keep it from jumping away as the first massive shot took him right in the mouth. He moaned, feeling that wonderfully hot, thick cream coat every surface of his mouth. Tilting his head back, he let the cum roll down his throat with a heavy gulp. He let the first couple shots go right down his throat before closing his mouth and bobbing his head down again. A low murmur came from the seviper as he smiled around the cock. Little bobs, soft squeezes with his tongue, slow rolls that kept the ursaring going a little longer. Shot after shot flowed right down his throat, making his stomach bulge with just the sheer volume. Oh he was in bliss.

Even with the amount that Papa was putting out, he was done all too soon for Roy's tastes. Fingers wrapped around his body and pulled him away from the softening cock. He gave the tip a quick lick, tongue curling around it and giving the head a quick polish before drawing away. "Well," he almost purred himself, "Was that worth it?"

The older male chuffed, "Would've been better if I hadn't been interrupted earlier." He turned his head with a low grumble. "But it wasn't bad at all."

Roy had been around Papa, and other males that were reluctant to try something with another male, to know just what he meant. He rolled his tongue around cum-stained lips and swallowed down another gulp of cum with a smile. "You don't taste too bad. For an old guy."

Before Papa could retort, Oscar called out from inside the house, "Papa? Roy? Anyone home." The ursaring jerked, hand moving to cover his softening privates. Roy ducked his head into the water and wiggled it around, getting any stray runners of cum off his scales before going to the door.

"Back here, Oscar. Was helping your dad out while I waited on your slow ass to show up." He glanced back at Papa and winked before slithering out of the bathhouse. His voiced faded as he sought out the zangoose, "You tell me to meet you here, where have you been?"

The voices faded as they headed for the door, "You won't believe me if I told you what happened after that job for Darline." While the big Papa bear was curious about what had kept his boy out, he was also thankful that Roy had kept his son from coming into the room.

Standing up, he began the long process of drying his fur out.

It took a while for Papa to get his fur all dried off. Always did since he was a shaggy bastard. He had his overalls back on, but let one of the shoulder straps hang loose. Didn't even bother fastening up the sides of it either. Just let them flap and roll open. Gathering up the magazine from the hiding spot, he moved it to his dresser where the rest of his skin mags were tucked away safe from prying eyes. Whose prying eyes, he didn't know. Xander and Oscar had both pawed through the collection when they were hitting puberty. He knew that Mamie leafed through now and then.

"Papa?" ear twisted towards the bedroom door.

"Bedroom," he called out as he shut the bedroom door. Mam almost ran into him as he padded for the door. She was a zangoose, a shiny one just like Oscar was. Cute little thing, head and shoulders shorter than he was and every bit as slinky and sexy as one could imagine.

Mamie jumped and blinked, "Oh, hello." She laughed, "Fancy running into you here." She smiled up at him and reached up to adjust her bandana as she looked over him. Her nose twitched, "Did you take a bath?" as much as she liked her big bear's smell, he did get a little musky now and then. There were times she had to fight to get him into the bath.

Papa was staring down at her as they stood so very close. His mind jumped back to that afternoon. "Yeah," he started, trying t distract himself from the memory of how Roy's mouth felt as it slipped over his cock. It was only years of practice that kept him from shifting and squirming as his arousal began to firm again. "Knocked out the list of chores and got a little grimy."

She leaned in and sniffed, "You smell good. Although..." she trailed off and sniffed him again. Papa felt a little surge of worry tickle up his spine. Did Roy have some sort of smell that had rubbed off on him? Mam leaned back, "Smelled like you rolled in that horrible flower fur lotion I got years ago."

He laughed, "It spilled under the sink. Got it on me while I was fixing the sink."

Eyes sparkled, "You fixed the sink?" Stepping forward, she ran her fingers over his chest, "Maybe I should... reward you, hmm?"

Papa's mind had drifted back again, thinking about how Roy's muzzle felt as it slipped over his cock. The way that throat wrapped and squeezed his cock with each little bob and twist. Ears perked at the mention of a reward from his wide. The ursaring let out a deep growl and grabbed her, pulling her close to his body. She gasped at the sudden grab, head tilting back to look at him. His muzzle met hers as her head craned, tongue shoving deep into her muzzle. Surprise turned into acceptance, then pleasure as she pushed up towards him, tongue sliding over his. Fingers pressed to his arms, combing through the fur as her tongue rolled and pushed against his. Powerful arm muscles tensed, her only warning before he turned and literally threw her onto the bed.

Mam bounced on the bed, trying to catch herself with a huff. Papa was on her before she even finished the first bounce. Fingers wrapped around her legs, holding onto them with an iron-hard grip as he drove between her legs. The ursaring's tongue slapped against her as he growled, "Gonna eat out your fucking honey pot."

She couldn't begin to think about how to respond when he drove his tongue into her. Wet, long, powerful muscle drove against her petals and rolled. The kiss, as brief as it had been, had started to get her worked up. At least worked up enough that after giving her pussy a couple slaps that fat tongue of his that he was able to drive it into her body. Back arched as she gasped, the zangoose nearly doing a handstand as her big bear held her by the legs. Her chin was tucked against her chest as she watched him drive his tongue into her with loud slurps and hungry growls. Walls started to clench and shake around his tongue as he rolled it against her walls. Teeth grazed over her mound as he drove deeper. Eyes rolled in her head as she groaned, feeling his tongue wiggle against her cervix before drawing back. Slapping over her G-spot then slurping over her clit before diving back in again.

Hips squirmed and rolled against his muzzle as she felt her climax start to shudder through her body. He was always so great with his tongue, always able to bring her to screeching orgasms in almost no time when he put it to work.

Just as the first ripples of her orgasm was shaking through her, he pulled his tongue back with a slurp and dropped her rear to the bed. Mam lifted her head and looked as he just about ripped his overalls off to reveal his raging erection. Hands closed around her hips again, flipping her onto her belly and dragging her to the edge of the bed.

The zangoose could only hold on as he slammed into her, thick cock spreading her so very wide. While they had sex on a regular basis, it had been a couple weeks since he'd taken her pussy. Longer since they'd done something this spontaneous.

Which meant that she was extra tight around him. Body arched as she yelped out from being stretched by the big, fat ram as it bottomed out in her with a single thrust. Thighs banged off the edge of the bed before pressing her down against it. Papa's weight came down on her back as the male grunted, snarled, and began to hammer her with short, rapid thrusts. Eyes rolled back in her head as she reached back to rub his head, grabbing at him with deep moans.

Insides shook and trembled as her orgasm ripped free. Pussy walls clenching around him as she cried out her pleasure. Papa's grunts turned into a low roar as the male drove against her as well. She felt his blunt tip batter against her cervix as he exploded deep into her. Body arched, pushing back into her male as he pumped his cum deep into her body. Each heavy burst threatening to not only push through her barrier and fill her womb, but also to squirt out around the tight seal her body made around his cock.

Mam huffed, body shuddering under his bulky frame as she rubbed his neck. "Mmm, what brought that on?" she looked back over her shoulder, but her husband didn't respond. He was panting and grunting as he filled her with his seed. A low growl clawed its way up his chest, dragging up his throat, then spilling over her. She could feel it shaking her bones as it rattled over her.

Papa's hips drew back before starting to pound her again, cock slipping and sliding through the mixture of her honey and his cream.

"OH fuck!" she gasped out, grabbing his neck as he snarled over her. Heavy hands wrapped around her, pulling her against his chest as he moved higher onto the bed. Body pounding against her backside as he shifted higher onto the bed. Dropping her down, he twisted her around without slowing his thrusts. She could only hang on, panting and gasping as her big bear rolled her onto her back and began to hammer her down into the bedding. Large frame loomed over her as he leaned in, mouth open and tongue almost touching her muzzle. She arched and ran her tongue over his as she gasped in pleasure, her insides tensing. Whatever had gotten into him, she was more than happy to let him work it out on her.

The dull light of predawn was slipping around the curtains. Papa was flat on his back, panting and gasping. Mam was sprawled over him, legs spread wide. Sweat and sexual juices coated them both. Leaking freely from her cunt and staining her lips. They'd been at it all night long, only just stopping when the big bear was ready to nearly drop. Mam rolled her tongue against dry lips and huffed, "That all you got?"

"For now." His chest shook with something between a growl and a near-purr. "Needed to take a breather. Just couldn't bear it anymore."

"You're lucky I'm exhausted." She huffed, eyes drifting closed. "Would hate to kick your ass after all that."

He kissed her head, "Yes, dear."