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"Gods I hate work sometimes. Another hour after work and still no deal. Fuck! At least I got my bike to ride home... "

"Relax Lion, I got dinner going and a little surprise for you" Came the soft female voice on the other end of the line.

"Alright, I love you Aine, see you in 20, Ok" with a smooch sound Morgan grinned.

"See you soon!" came Aine again, then the call ended.

Morgan slipped his helmet on and adjusted the strap under his muzzle. Making sure he had his glasses on proper and his jacket sipped tight, He swung his right leg over the bike and sat down. Using his thighs to hold the old Honda CB750 up, he pulled his gloves on, turned the key and tapped the starter button. With a whine of the electric starter the bike spat and rumbled to life. Few blips of the throttle and he clicked the shifter down with his left paw. Easing out the clutch the wind blew past his whiskers and mane, instantly improving his mood.

Around the bend and one click up. Redline in second gear, sharp left, redline again, sharp right, redline, 3rd gear. He was on the highway. The trip home was fast 70 mph all the way back. Across the river and down the bendy road to their house. He pulled up the driveway with a roar of the open piped motor. Pulling the bike into the garage, the lion could smell her cooking already. Morgan stripped himself of his gear and grabbed only his backpack and made sure his phone was still in his pocket as he went inside.

Opening the back door, Morgan smiled as he seen Aine standing at the stove, her tail swaying. She was there dressed barely in anything at all, and it turned the Lion on more than it would have if she was nude. Sassy as ever, Aine was wearing a long red silk night gown with a very low cut that barely held in her bust. Turning, her nipples where pushing the fabric out as she smiled to the lion.

"Hello Morgy..." she said, licking her lips to tease even more.

On the table she had two places set and a steak was cooking on the stove top grill Morgan bought her for their 1 year anniversary. She had never grilled before and now this simple little grill was her favorite way to prepare food. The Lion could hardly believe it though, smell of steak and grilled asparagus in the air seasoned salt and onions.

Quick as he could, Morgan shed his riding jacket and backpack, his shoes next. He left them all right there at the door and even pulled off his belt as he walked to the sultry, curvy panthress dressed in silk. Big paws would wrap around Aine as Morgan leaned in and kissed her neck. Her paws wrapping around him as well and she wasn't as gentle, her teeth grazing his jaw.

"Mmm, now this is unexpected, is that.." he reached past her to the grill and picked off a sprig of asparagus with a claw, plucking it into his mouth and chewing with it open. "Hot hot hot!"

Aine in the mean time turned and flicked her tail at him. "That's what you get for not waiting" she said, winking and murring as she checked the steak.

"Why don't you go clean up, dinner in 5 minutes" she didn't even turn to look at the lion, just stood there swinging her hips as she started to take items off the grill. Aine continued to prepare the meal as the big lion went down the hall to put on a pair of shorts, and that was it. No underwear, no shirt, just shorts. He soon returned to the kitchen to find her sitting at the table. A glass of water near her plate a beer near his.

"Oh baby, you didn't have to do all this!" he said, and she smiled. "It's our second year living together, and you never made such a lavish meal.." He was a little worried about the money spent, but he knew it was ok in the end.

"You remembered!?" Aine said happily, reaching to grab Morgan's paw as he sat, "and I thought you forgot everything..." she went on, murring.

Morgan had to laugh, giving her paw a light squeeze and lifting it to kiss it "Well, I do have a calendar on my phone, or I would have forgot!" he admitted, and they both laughed.

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Dinner went by with only a small amount of chatter, it was too good to talk! Both the felines done now, Morgan cleared the table while Aine moved to the couch. Turning once the dishwasher was loaded, Morgan spotted his beautiful wife laying there on the couch. She laid on her side, tail flicking and her one leg up. She had her tail down over her lower thigh, and that was all that hid her folds from his view.

No matter how many times they had sex or seen each other nude, it could still be made special. This was one of those special times. Morgan felt his sheath swell as he lowered his head and growled, walking towards his panthress. The closer he got, the more Aine flicked her tail. Soon Morgan

S right paw was running down that thigh as he sat on the edge of the couch. Leaning in, he put his left paw on Aine's cheek and held her softly. Leaning in more yet, the lion began to kiss the panthress, his tongue slipping past her lower lip after a soft lick to it, making her moan again.

Their tongue rolled against one another inside her slightly smaller muzzle. Morgan's tail swaying as Aine reached to unbutton his shorts. He had to break the kiss at this point before they tangled into a pile of feline limbs. Chuckling softly at her eagerness, he stood and pushed his shorts down. Showing that thick sheath and pierced sack to her for at least the hundredth time, she looked at his package then up to his eyes like it was the first time. Winking, Morgan motioned his muzzle to the floor, and turned to walk away. He moved to the middle of the room and laid out on his back, tapping his tail as he heard Aine stand.

Aine's eyes where fixed on the big nude lion on the floor, and she strutted the few steps to him. Standing above his head, Morgan smiled as he could see right up her gown. Aine smiled too, having stood there on purpose. Soon that gown fell on Morgan's face and he took a moment to breath her scent from it. Before he had the chance to completely brush the red fabric away, the lion felt paws on his belly and inner thighs. Aine was kneeling and moving to put her knees at his sides, just under his arms.

Oh the view. She was right there, and so was he from her view. A soft lick given to the tip of Morgan's cock from Aine, and the big lion moaned. Morgan's tail tapped and Aine's lifted. The lion put his paws on her hips and leaned up, licking her tail hole first. In the last year of being together, they had lots of fun under her tail, and she seemed to love it. Gently he licked her rim again then stopped as warmth covered his tip.

Aine had a hold of his base and was sucking his tip like a lolly-pop. Her paw stroked his length while his pre dripped on her tongue. Aine knew just how to get him and was moaning as well, pushing her rear back to Morgan's tongue. Morgan had moved his paws to Aine's hips and now his left was holding her tail up. He knew not to tease her too long though, and soon he moved down to her pussy.

One long, rough lick from that big feline tongue from clit to tail hole had the pantheress writhing in pleasure, and she rewarded him by sucking down more of his lionhood. Her free paw moved from Morgan's cock to his balls, Aine gently rolling them around. This excited the lion more and he had to return the favor, so he leaned up and pushed his muzzle between Aine's thighs, rolling his tongue past her folds and into her body. He rolled his tongue along the entrance to her depths and down into it, murring softly as he tasted her heat.

In heat she was too, no denying that. She was wound so tight, pulsing around the lion's skilled tongue. Morgan wasn't the only skilled one though. At the lion's groin the panther was now sucking on every inch of him. Bobbing her head and tugging the rings in his sack to make sure he had the maximum pleasure. It felt so good to both the panthress and the lion, both dripping.

Moaning into his wife's pussy, Morgan continued to eat her out. His tongue swirling deep as it can into her body over and over, thrusting some with it even. Aine in the mean time was rewarding each of those touches with a small moan of her own and a bob of her head. Morgan throbbed hard in her mouth and his sack was already lifting up. Soon Aine started to push back more against the Lion's tongue and his paws moved to her shapely hips again.. Morgan tried to hold Aine still so he could work, but she was getting close too, and could hardly hold still.

Morgan felt her pulsing and noticed the change in her taste as he pushed Aine over the edge. She moaned out around his member, adding small vibrations to her tongue. Aine's vibrations in turn hit the nerves in his cock. Aine pulled away so Morgan would stop licking her as she came, his actions enough to over stimulate the panthress. In turn, Morgan tipped his head back and growled, her tugging on his sack an skilled mouth enough to set him off but a moment later.

"Oh babe!" he said, holding onto her hips for the sake of holding on as he shot his load into her mouth. A growl and a few thick ropes of cum later, he was done too. Laying there panting with his wife on his chest, still dripping herself as she sat up and licked her lips. Aine soon stood and smiled, holding paw down to help her husband up.

"Come on, you aren't done yet lion boy" she teased.

"Aww! I don't wanna!" he teased back and soon they both hugged.

Clinging to each other, they soon met in another kiss. The taste of each other in their mouths but it didn't matter. Aine's tongue wrestled with Morgan's and his paws rested on her hips. Her paws behind his back as they swayed and kissed. It seemed to last forever again, but soon they parted and grinned at each other, walking paw in paw down to the bathroom to get into the shower, and make love proper.

"So, what did you get me for our anniversary?" Aine asked, pushing the curtain open and putting the leg further from Morgan up first.

"I eh.. heh.. you'll see" Morgan replied, coming up behind her and nipping the back of her neck gently.

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