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Scout looked at his list, re-read the brief on the fifty-seven year old woman who lived in sixty-nine, Hope Vale Drive, then panned his gaze back up to the gorgeous lady who had just answered the door.

The anthropomorphic feline could not have been older than forty, with a slender, leggy build, voluminous red hair cascading down past her shoulders, and a set of large green eyes that for some reason Scout figured would look simply gorgeous peering up at him through tears of effort as her throat closed over his cock.

The hawk quickly shook his head and masked his sheer surprise as this athletic beauty answered in the stead of what he expected would be a helpless elderly spinster.

Last night's storm had been no joke, so Scout and his fellow scouts got busy in the community. They each had lists, dividing the growing workload among each other, calling to houses, particularly the elderly, in order to help with clean up or any other chores that might need tending to.

Avoiding looking the lady over proved impossible however, and as quickly as the young hawk tried to introduce himself, he felt his keen eyes drawn back down over her lithe figure. There must have been a clerical error. This woman couldn't possibly be in her fifties, with such long firm legs and slim thighs that tapered into a trim, shapely waist. A pair of stockings darkened the golden blonde fur that covered her body and she wore a sweater dress moulded to the contours of her mid-riff, seductive hips and ample breasts. The open collar betrayed her slim neck and slender shoulders, cut low enough to reveal the enticing, tight valley between her breasts. She seemed to be waiting patiently for Scout to say something as she balanced confidently on a pair of high heels that perched her on her toes, putting her eye level with the hawk.

"Oh, my," she finally said softly with a smile. As she broke the few seconds of stunned silence, one slender hand pressed to her chest as if she were checking her fluttering heart. "Is it my birthday already?"

It wasn't so much what she said, but how she said it that caused a stirring in his loins. She aroused him in a way a woman older than his own mother shouldn't have been able to.

Despite his tongue drying up and shrivelling like a raisin, he managed to force out, "Jonathan Scout, at your service, ma'am. I'm with the Venturing Community Programme. We're going door to door to see if we can help with clean-up after last night's storm."

Smiling warmly, the woman introduced herself with a cute little cock of her head, body twisting side to side ever so slightly like a schoolgirl trying to keep cool in front of her crush. "I'm Naomi. And thank you for checking up on me, Mister Scout. I've actually been pretty lucky. Other than a few sticks that blew into my garden there's no storm damage."

"Maybe there's some other way I can assist you, ma'am?"

She bit her lip, her eyes narrowing ever so slightly. "Oh, I bet there is."

Naomi looked Scout over a moment then straightened a little formally, her suggestive leer melting into a more friendly smile.

"I have a new kitten," she said. "That pussy is always so hungry, and she's such a fussy eater. I always have to prepare fresh young lean meat for her. You look like you could help me with that."

Scout smiled. "Of course."

Stepping aside, she waved him inside, then quietly shut the door.

The kitchen was visible at the end of the hall, just like Scout's parents' house just down the street. The Hope Vale community was pretty small and tightly knit, so it surprised Scout a little that he'd never heard of Miss Naomi, or even seen her before. A sexy lady like her was sure to stand out in a teenager's eyes.

As he moved to the kitchen to get started on cooking the fussy kitty's meal, he heard the sharp click of Naomi's high heels on the wooden floor behind him. He didn't look, despite really wanting to, but he could imagine the way her seductive hips swayed in that sweater dress. Just the thought caused another churning in his loins and he felt the tip of his cock press against the inside of his boxers.

"How old are you, if you don't mind me asking Mister Scout?"

Scout shrugged as he crossed into the kitchen. "I don't mind you asking at all, ma'am. I'm eighteen."

Just as quickly as she had asked, Scout felt Naomi press against his back. Her hands slid around his waist and across his front, making him freeze in place as the wonderful sweet scent of her perfume filled his senses. It was thick and alluring, and coupled with her firm, possessive, but oddly motherly caress, made his head spin with a mixture of panic and arousal.

Scout seized up as the cougar set her claws into him.

Her head was on his shoulder, mouth whispering slowly into his ear with a tone that made his hardening cock throb with each syllable: "I didn't know they made delicious young boy-scouts in the legally fuckable variety."

Her breasts squished against his back, unrestricted by the firm cups of a bra. The feel of her soft body assaulting his as well as that bold statement stunned him, letting her hands roam freely. One slid open a few buttons on his shirt and began to feel along the feathers on his chest. The other squeezed the release clips of his belt, then eased down into his pants to grip his aching erection.

"O-oh, God!"

To say he melted under her touch would be accurate, but also a downright lie. His cock had never been harder than it was in Naomi's warm hand. Her grip was firm, but she didn't squeeze too hard. She had complete possession of him and radiated an air of refusal to let go. But it was that control she had over him that was such a turn on. If he didn't want this he could just as easily wriggle free and deck the older woman.

But given how good her palm felt on his cock, how lovely she smelled and how sexy she was; that would be just downright idiotic.

She whispered in his ear again. "My little pussy is soooooo~ hungry. She's just salivating at the thought of eating a delicious birdie."

Scout realised how oblivious he'd been on her doorstep, finally catching on to the fact that this woman did not have a cat. She'd been talking about her vagina with a pussy euphemism. Fussy taste for young lean meat obviously referred to him, or more precisely his cock which she clearly wanted in her pussy. It was all very clever cerebral stuff.

As he mulled over Naomi's clever seduction, he didn't do anything against her opening his pants to free his erection. When it was out for her to inspect, he heard a deep, feminine gasp, her chest swelling slightly with the reaction to press her breasts tighter against his back.

"Goodness me," she said in a hushed whisper, gently gliding her soft, silky palm along the shaft to the tip, then back down again. "You're such a big, healthy boy. Come here, let me get a better look at you."

She whirled him around, and just as quickly she squatted down in front of Scout. She practically sat on her heels with her thighs open wide, ends of her sweater dress riding up over her hips. Looking down at her now with both hands on his cock, he couldn't quite see if she was wearing panties. Her magnificent cleavage was in the way, not to mention that gorgeous feline face with large green eyes peering up at him expectantly.

Both hands free to worship him now, Naomi began taking in every inch of his avian cock. The long pink length tapered at the end where she caught dribbles of precum with her slender fingers. As she was gently massaging his slippery excitement into the surface, she moved her nose closer and breathed in his musk, her eyes fluttering with enjoyment.

"Delicious," she said, letting out the breath through her mouth.

The way her lips parted, and her tongue slipped over her bottom lip while her warm breath caressed his crown, Scout almost wanted to grab her by the hair and slam his cock into her mouth there and then. Maybe that was what she was counting on? But frankly he couldn't be sure.

Managing to keep still, he left her to her devices, her hands already doing a magnificent job massaging his cock from base to tip. She moved like she was exploring the male anatomy for the first time.

"Under normal circumstances I love the feel of a young cock throbbing in my hands," she said as Scout clenched and another dripple of precum appeared on the tip. This one she caught neatly with her tongue and the way her rough tongue gently grazed the crown made Scout's breath catch in his throat. She smiled up at him, knowing full well what effect she was having as she added, "But having you here in that uniform? A hot young stud in a uniform coming to the aid of a helpless old lady is every mature cougar's fantasy, you know."

Elegantly she stood back up and slid one hand around his neck to keep him close. The other gripped his glistening member firmly and continued stroking.

Scout grunted softly. "I'd be lying if I said that being trapped in the clutches of a sexy older woman wasn't a fantasy of mine."

She purred as she felt Scouts hands move to her hips and catch the ends of her sweater dress. The wool was pliant as he peeled it up over her hips and gathered around her high waist.

His eyes were glued to hers, but with his fingers he felt back down her inner thigh, following the bands of her silky panties the gap between her slim legs. She had a very athletic physique, clearly working out to keep herself in impeccable shape. Her body in its fifties was better taken care of than some of the girls Scout's own age.

He felt along the front of her silken panties, the fabric clinging tightly across the distinct cleft within. The mound was soft and pliable, and with only the slightest squeeze he felt her excited petals blossom open, letting him rub the tender, yearning flesh within.

Her mouth closed into a soppy grin, and like a content lover who'd been thoroughly romanced she set her chin on his shoulder as if they were slow-dancing on the spot. "Mmmhh, so gentle. Don't be afraid, dear. I'm not fragile.

Pressing a little harder he felt the middle of her soft quim and pressing the silk of her panties inside started to rub along the length of the slit. Back and forth at first, it seemed to get a positive reaction out of Naomi. She bucked her hips against his fingers and purred contently. A sound that turned to a low, husky moan as he changed tact into small circular motions over a moist nub of flesh he found above the sodden little opening.

Her knees bent a little to spread her thighs for him some more, and he felt her manicured nails set into his neck. As Scout's confidence asserted itself his circles grew faster, his fingers pressing more firmly against her intimate flesh. At the same time Naomi's deft strokes increased in pace as she wanted to match what she was feeling for him. Her grip was divine, but she was practiced enough that she didn't go so fast to make him finish right away. She kept him on that cusp of enticement, never pushing him over into that desire to thrust into her palm and cum all over her thigh.

And that suited Scout just fine. The way her body moved against his fingers, the sweet sounds she was making in his ear, he'd be content to just go on like this forever.

Soon he could feel Naomi's body begin to tremble against him.

"Inside," she whispered with desperation. "Slip your fingers into my panties. Don't be shy. I'd like to feel your fingers inside me."

He obliged, hearing her breathing increase as he raised his hand and worked his fingers under the now dark and wet silk of her panties. It was easy to find that wet spot again, the surrounding fur was sodden through. His middle finger slid between the wet and excited lips of her pussy, the very tip finding her winking opening. It clenched down on his digit and the needy tunnel practically sucked him inside.

With an awkward angle, he couldn't really do any of the same tricks that had gotten his ex-girlfriends off in the back of the theatre or their bedroom while their parents idled obliviously downstairs. He couldn't even delve all that deeply beyond the threshold of her arousal. But Naomi seemed perfectly content with the way he explored her outer folds for now. Her moans were elegant and lady-like, she didn't curse or threaten him should he stop. instead, she spoke sweetly about what he was doing.

"So good! That's a good boy. Keep wiggling like that. A little harder against my pearl... ah, right there. That's amazing, dearie~!"

All the while her hand on his cock didn't miss a beat. And at this point, despite her skilfully tempered pace, she could feel the tell-tale throb of imminent release.

Leaning back a little, she made sure he could see the loving ecstasy in her eyes as she panted hard to the rhythm of his fingers sliding in and out of her. "Are you going to spill? Try to hold it in a moment. I want to be beautiful for you. I want my face to be decorated with your seed."

She had to grab him by the wrist, forcing his fingers out of her before squatting down like before an opening her mouth wide. At the same time Scout took his own cock in hand and started to jerk onto her face. He'd never come on a woman's face before. just the suggestion to a girl his age would have repulsed her into never wanting to see him again; so when Naomi was so eager to be showered in his cum he couldn't wait to get started.

That was when she slapped his hand and pulled it off his member.

"No, dearie, don't exert yourself. You're my guest after all. What kind of hostess would I be if you had to get yourself off?" Her fingers wrapped around his length and began their slow, tempered stroke again. Scout was so damn close and she was still dragging out the orgasm ."Doesn't my hand feel so divine? Do you want to feel my mouth as well?"

He nodded extremely quickly, and smiling she wrapped the tip of his cock in her lips. Her tongue was rough, but soft and wet as it swirled around the tip. Scout was almost there, just about to clench and release into her mouth. He fought hard to try and hold back, wondering if maybe Naomi would hate him if he accidentally released in her mouth instead of across her face.

"How about my pussy? I haven't had sex as often a woman my age should have had. And I never had children. Which means I'm still tight. Would you like to feel?" She leaned in, pausing her strokes to lick him from base to tip. Then with a giggle her fingers went straight back to milking him. "Of course you would. Gosh, I'm excited to see if you'll even fit inside me. But we'll get to that later. Spill your seed in my mouth first. I'm so thirsty, I need it. Then you'll last longer and you can give my poor neglected little kitty a nice hard pounding with this big cock. Okay?"

Naomi wrapped her lips back around his cock, her warm mouth engulfing his already sensitive, worked up flesh. But it wasn't so much the caress of her wet tongue or the gentle squeeze of her slender digits that got him off. It was the way she'd explained what she was going to put him through.

Grabbing two handfuls of her hair, entirely by accident, Scout could no longer ignore the deep, primal drive in his loins. Naomi's hands fell to her sides as she rocked back and forth, bobbing her face on Scout's cock as he began thrusting against her ministrations. Her eyes were elegantly shut and with a dignified, ladylike flair she took his thrusts with hardly any effort. Her dangling pearl earrings were swinging violently back and forth as she undulated with his motions, making wet gulping noises every time he slammed the tip of his cock into the back of her throat.

As quickly as he started fucking her face, Scout realised what he was doing and pulled back, slightly horrified with himself. Her green eyes jerked open and glistened up at him innocently however as she giggled, letting his member pop from her lips.

"Just cum for me darling," she encouraged, sensing his trepidation. "Don't hold back. Let me have it."

Her mouth opened wide and she stuck out her tongue, hand moving back up and down his length with fresh enthusiasm. She was no longer teasing or trying to hold him on that cusp anymore. Her mouth was open and her hand jerked vigorously, the golden bracelets on her wrist jangling loudly as she worked towards what she wanted so badly.

And he was already about to burst at that point, so there was no holding back even if he wanted to.

Scout clenched, building up pressure before releasing his essence all across Naomi's face with a low "oooooh, ffffffuuuuuuck!"

The first few spurts plastered the roof of her mouth, glazing her tongue. The rest missed, though Naomi may have known how good he looked draped in a young man's cum and angled his cock accordingly on purpose. She closed one eye as a thick rope draped from her eyelid down across her nose. More sticky drops clung to her lashes and her sensitive whiskers. One rope smeared over the fur on her cheek with thick gloopy trails clinging her slender throat.

She swirled his cum with her tongue, grinning like the cat who got the cream before gulping it down with cartoonish exaggeration, then opened her mouth again to show him it was all gone.

"Aaaaah~! Delicious! Such a tasty boy you are. So much cum, I couldn't possibly swallow it all."

Scout figured she really could have, but was thankful she didn't bother to try. She looked good with his cum decorating his face, and his heavy smile told her as much.

Lowering her face, she wiped the string of cum from her eye and leered up at him through her glazed lashes. "I'm such a messy eater. Shall we go upstairs and clean this off?"

Scout must have nodded, because Naomi rose to her feet, then led him upstairs by his cock. Her heels clicked noisily on the floor all the way up, and as she moved Scout felt his eyes were glued to the way her shapely ass wagged side to side with every step. Her skirt was still pulled up over her hips and her panties were still slightly askew from where he'd been fingering her.

Her form was so youthful, her fur completely unblemished and her hair voluminous and vibrant red... Scout could not believe she was as old as it said on his brief.

"There's no way you're fifty-seven," Scout blurted out, completely forgetting it was rude to bring up a lady's age, especially after she'd just made him cum so hard.

"Pardon?" she asked lightly over her shoulder, not noticing the infraction.

"The list of names and addresses I was given. It listed you as fifty-seven years old. You can't be that old. You're gorgeous."

She turned, smoothly transferring his cock from one hand into the other. Then smiling coyly, she butted open the bathroom door with her rear and backed in, gently tugging Scout with her.

"You're right. That's not my age." Catching the bottom of her sweater dress, she worked the skirt higher with a seductive wiggle of her curvy hips, then crossing her arms she worked the garment up over her head. She let it dangle from one finger for a moment, then let it flump to the ground. "I'm actually fifty-eight. But who's counting, right?"

Scout was too busy staring to take that in. Her breasts hung a little lower than he expected. But they were still firm, teardrop shaped, more than a handful each with dark, erect nipples standing out with arousal. The rest of her body was as perfect without clothes as it had been in the flattering cut of the dress. Her fur was a slightly bleached tan colour in the bathroom light, faded in vibrance compared to her younger feline peers, but for the rest she could easily compete for his attention against any girl Scout's age. In fact, she already was, and she was winning by miles.

Slipping out of her high heels, Naomi slid her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and worked it down her hips with the same seductive wiggle as before. Then setting one foot on the toilet lid, she started rolling her thigh high stockings down her long, sleek legs. One at a time, she took her time, watching the effect she was having on Scout from the corner of her eye.

By the time she straightened back up in front of him, completely naked bar the cum decorating her face, Scout was rock hard again. His cock stood completely to attention, curling upward slightly, the tapered crown bobbing as he clenched with excitement.

Biting her lip, she sauntered closer to the boy and pecked a few soft smooches on the side of his beak. And as she did, some of his cum rubbed off onto his feathers.

Naomi tutted as if it had been an accident. "Silly me, I've made you dirty. Well, you'd better join me in the shower then."

"Fuck yeah, I should," he answered, even as she was pulling open his shirt.

She had his shirt off with ease, and as Scout kicked off his shoes, she squatted low like she had before, going eye level with his cock again. Slipping her fingers into his pants she pulled everything down, while at the same time draping that magnificent new toy across her face. She breathed in deep again and with a delighted sigh licked him from base to tip, finally taking him into her mouth again.

Sensually, keeping her lips a little loose around the shaft she stuck out her tongue and worked the length into the back of her throat. She seemed to pause as he felt her powerful swallowing action close over the tip and he couldn't help massage the hair on her head as bit by bit the cougar dragged his cock deeper down her gullet.

At a certain point he felt the tip angle down her throat. Naomi stopped with a low gargle, but she held on tight for a moment, then hurriedly pulled back, gasping for breath. Strings of drool dribbled from the tip down the underside of the shaft before she quickly lapped them up and draped his tool across her face like a prostrating nun before the altar of her holiest saint.

"Such a wonderful, delicious cock. And it's aaaaaallll~ mine!" She smiled a smile that in any other scenario might have set off Scout's 'psycho-alarm.' Given she was dripping with arousal since his fingers had been inside her the smile was less manic and more a sign she was desperate to get fucked.

She led him under the hot water of the shower, and while Scout slid the shower door shut, Naomi raked her hair back and rinsed the mess from her face. When he turned to face her again, she grabbed Scout's hands and directed them forcefully onto her breasts. His fingers sank into the wonderful soft flesh while his thumbs worked her sensitive nipples. Naomi was purring in no time, leaning heavily against the cool tiles of the shower, rolling her head to one side as she enjoyed his touch.

Her bottom lip disappeared behind her teeth with excitement as one of Scout's hands slid down over her ribs and felt along the curvature of her waist. His feathered digits traced down to her inner thigh, enjoying the feel of her sleek leg as it cocked out to one side to give him unfettered access. Then, just as slowly, he raked the digits up through the wet fur on her thigh, Naomi's breathing growing quicker with mounting excitement as he moved closer to her quim.

She inhaled sharply as he cupped her pussy, let her stew in the anticipation first, then with even greater ease than before now he had a better angle, slipped one finger up inside the older woman.

The cougar's mouth fell open and she moaned with delight as he felt deeper and deeper into her tight, sodden crevasse. True to her word, Naomi was incredibly tight for a woman her age, and she pinched his finger like a vice.

Reaching out she grabbed Scout by the head and yanked him closer, placing an ostentatious lick across the side of his beak before running her tongue into the feathers on his cheek.

"I can't wait anymore," she whispered. "Take me."

Hooking his finger up into her, Scout teased her off the wall and pressed her against the glass shower door. As the water ran down their bodies, he caught a glimpse of her in the mirror over the sink. Naomi's breasts were squished against the glass, her large, emboldened globes centred by dark nipples.

As he pressed up to her from behind, fingers slipping out of her tight cootch, she elevated herself on her toes and Scout helped lift her left leg up at a right angle. Her tail coiled lovingly around his waist, head slightly turned to watch him ease his body onto hers. His cock slid up her inner thigh and rubbed against her soft folds, spearing open the labia. With the shower beating them down he couldn't tell if the water running down his cock and off his balls was the shower or Naomi's excitement. The way she shuddered, he had to guess it was a bit of both.

She gave a little laugh like the tinkling of delicate china as he probed her opening, but purposely slipped away to grind her clit again. "Don't tease. Please, I need it inside me."

Craning his neck a little higher he nibbled her ear with the tip of his beak, rolling his hips to get a better angle until he felt her warm opening on his crown. He pressed, but at first his cock kinked as her tunnel was too tight for him to enter. He eased back, letting the crown smack from the opening, before trying again.

This time she yielded, a gasp escaping the shaking cougar trapped between him and the glass door. He heard a squeal of her nails set into the glass, leaving light scratches in the surface as her opening stretched to accommodate his girth. She was so fucking tight it hardly made any sense. He'd never been in a girl his own age this tight before. It was a struggle to just get his head inside, as tapered as the tip of his cock was.

Eventually though he managed to get in, eased back and with a renewed thrust delved gently deeper into Naomi's body. She flexed and gasped in time, keening with encouragement.

"Keep going," she pleaded. "I can take it, just get it inside me. Somehow, I want it all inside me!"

Eventually, after several long minutes of easing his way into her he felt her warm sheath finally envelop the base of his cock. The tip was pressed into her innermost depths, gently prodding her core, and every time he clenched reactively to the wonderful feel of her body rippling around him Naomi would shudder.

Her eyes were half shut and her mouth hung open as the hawk nibbled her ear. She had her cheek pressed against the shower door and went completely slack in his grip. One arm around her waist and the other holding her leg up to one side was all that held the woman uprght

"So big," she mewled. "God, it makes me feel so good."

The corners of her mouth turned up as she opened her eyes, trying to meet his gaze. "But you know what I really want, don't you, young man?"

"Yeah," Scout chuckled. "You want it now?"

Her eyes shimmered with anticipation as she bit her bottom lip and nodded. "Mmm-hmm."

Rocking back, Scout pulled his member out until just the tip lay embedded in her opening... and that's where he left it, smiling slyly as she looked back at him piteously.

"Hurry," she pleaded. "I feel so empty. Hurry, put it back i-... OHMYGOD~!"

She undulated with the thrust a little, sliding up the door a little as he hilted inside her, then eased back down slowly as he withdrew again. Then he thrust back into her, sliding her body back up the door, her moans fogging the glass as he tickled her core, before her toes eased back down the floor on the withdraw.

"Ye-hs~!" she hissed. "Faster! Do it to me, darling! Give me-ohgosh! Give me everything have!"

Obliging her, Scout sped up the pace. Faster and faster he went, until he was fucking her in earnest. Every thrust rattled the door in its tracks as if it were complaining about the rough treatment. But Naomi relished every plunge.

Soon enough though she felt the rhythm grow erratic.

"Are you close?" she asked, and saw his reflection nod. "Good. I am too. Let me turn around. I want to hold you while you pump my belly full of that delicious seed."

Liking the sound of that, literally everything being suggested, he pulled out of her with an audible plop. He lifted the old lady's lithe frame with ease and whipped around, slamming her back into the tiled wall.

For a moment he feared perhaps he was a little too rough, and hoped he hadn't hurt her.

She took it with an eager smile though, peering needily up at him as she wrapped one elegant leg around his waist and hooked the other over his shoulder. As his hands sank into the globes of her tight ass to hold the mature woman up, Naomi roughly grabbed his cock and directed it uncerimoniously back to her pussy. Now she was accustomed to him he slid inside with much more ease, but the elasticity of her body was amazing. She still felt as tight as the first moments he delved into her crevasse, and from this new position she was able to clench her muscles down on him even harder.

Mouth open, leering up at him, Naomi let the young hawk pound her into the tiles. Her arms reached up over her head and she raked her fingertips along the wall, eyes fluttering as her body became a playground of pleasure. She was his toy, wrapping herself around his cock for his gratification and she loved every wet slippery moment of the affair.

She could feel him swelling as he rose back to the cusp of orgasm, and at the same time that fire in her pussy re-ignited. She was close too. Too close in fact. Her voice echoed through the small bathroom, her cries of pleasure amplified by the tiled walls, the cascading water doing nothing to mute her enthusiasm.

Hold it, Naomi! She thought desperately trying to muffle the sheer ecstasy racing from her curling toes up to her lips. Wait for this lovely young man! Cum with him! Do it together!

Funnily enough, Scout was thinking the exact same thing. Desperately thinking he was going to cum before she did, he was doing everything in his power to hold back. He tried averting his attention, counting backwards from a hundred in increasingly complex algorithmic iterations.

But as desperate as they both were to hold out for each other, eventually they both broke... at the same time.

"Oh, God yes!" Naomi screeched.

"Fffffffuuuuu-hhhh-..." Scout started, then just sort of trailed off in the heights of ecstacy, ejaculating against her cervix with a guttural grunt.

Naomi's toes alternated between spreading out as far as they could and curling tight against one another while she set her nails in Scout's firm chest, the full feeling only swelling as her body accommodated what felt like a litre of cum spilling into her. Her legs were trembling and her eyes rolled into the back of her head, letting out a shuddering moan as she clamped and creamed all over his cock. A vibrant blush showed through the fur on her cheeks, and the way her expression twisted with sheer bliss was the most beautiful thing Scout had seen in a long time.

Biting her lip, Naomi slowly moved her leg off his shoulder, wrapped her arms around his neck and held him possessively against her body. She placed her face on his shoulder like before, taking long, deep, satisfied breaths.

"It's been so long since I've been satisfied like that," she admitted. "You're such a good boy."

"Thanks," Scout chuckled. "You're pretty amazing yourself."

"Oh, I know."

They laughed, savouring the warm afterglow under the warm water, bodies still tangled in an erotic embrace.

Sooner or later though, like all good things, their time together had to come to an end. And Naomi's expression dropped a little sadly as she seemed to sense what Scout was about to say.

"My troupe leader is going to be wondering where I got off to," Scout said reluctantly. "I should get back to it."

"Awww. So soon?"

The hawk winked, then nudged her nose with the curved end of his beak. "Don't worry. I'll be back later tonight. Have to help you feed your fussy 'kitty' after all."

Naomi smiled broadly, squeezing her new boy-toy a little tighter. "I look forward to it."

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