We were celebrating the rabbits’ “birthdays”, their transformations. Jenny and Peter were sitting on opposite sides of the table, and they both leaned in and gave a puff, blowing out the two candles. Everyone clapped and I started cutting up the cake. All around me, tails were wagging in anticipation, and once I handed the first two pieces to Jenny and Peter, all the hybrids crowded in, fighting for the next slice. “Hey, everyone, get back to your seats! Only people sitting can hentai have cake!” I shooed them all back and finally handed everyone a slice. “This is so good!” Jenny exclaimed with her ears standing straight up. Peter was in a similar state, and all through the table, that same moan of happiness was being heard. “We’re going to need a lot of cake when everyone else gets here,” I said as I sat down. “Huh? More like us are coming to live here?” asked Jenny. “Yep, at the end of the month, about a hundred of them. It was how we got the attention of Dr. Lawrence and the others. We went to a public place and transformed a whole army so that the world would know what was going on.” “Were there any cats?” Momo asked. “A couple, but none like you.” “This place is going to be packed,” said Lorraine, “I can’t wait! It’ll be so much fun! Not to mention I can finally fulfill my dream of having sex with fifty guys at once.” “Are we going to live like this forever?” Peter asked. “Damn, yes!” I moaned as she fingered hentai my twat. She put her arm round him and gently kissed his neck. She got up. She crawled forward away from me and just knelt there shaking and panting. He then did the same thing to her other hand and wrist. I alternated between feeling around her g-spot and furiously pumping the trio of fingers in and out, all the while continuing my efforts on her clit, looking up at her angelic face every so often to enjoy the effects of her enrapturement. A first. We thought you could handle both of us, and you did,” said Jody. “On and off. Gradually my hands left her sweet ass, as I began touching her legs. After a couple of hours, I gave up and left my room. “Aunt Lysa?” Shelly demanded in shock. I was still a bit sore. The first video there is of the clown. I think I need to give this a little more thought. And dad shot those? Then we are off. I looked him the whole time to see his reactions.