Juzo followed behind his mistress, towing a small basket of miscellaneous beach necessities. A towel to keep his tigress off of the hot sand, water bottles that had been filled with straight vodka and some sodas for himself.

The panda wore black swim trunks that clung to his young, athletic frame perfectly, and sensually advertised the goods between his legs with a perfectly round bulge. Gesthia, on the other hand, wore a skimpy two-piece that showed a hint of her rosy areola and puffy nipples through the fabric and a G-string that let her ass spill out and hinted the shape of her puffy, snug cunt for all to see.

The sun cast a faint glow on her orange and black fur, the head mistress of a nearby boytoy brothel titled Club Majesty walking pridefully towards the waterside while her young fourteen-year-old servant carried their things behind her. 

Gesthia had taken the day off from managing the club to take time for herself and Juzo, whom she'd also given the day off in favor of spending some one on one time together. Juzo was basically Majesty's mascot at this point, the panda popular with all of the horny and depraved MILFs that frequented the location. If his massive cock wasn't getting wet in some needy bitch's cunt, he was getting it sucked by another ravenous cougar. Gesthia didn't mind that her slave got so much attention from other women. With those soft blue eyes, cute but chiseled face, messy mop of black hair... well, what wasn't to love?

"Here," she said, stopping short of the water and pointing to her bare foot paws. "Put the towel down and hand me one of the bottles."

Juzo smiled and knelt down, digging in the basket for the towel he'd brought and pulling it out. He unfolded the maroon towel and spread it out over the sand, straightening it out. As Gesthia silently sat down on the towel and laid back Juzo dug in the retainer for a spiked water bottle, promptly handing the first one he felt to the tigress. Juzo then joined her, sitting beside his mistress near her shoulders.

Gesthia twisted off the cap of the Lasani water bottle, and took a good chug from it. She let the burn of the vodka hit her throat and chest, welcoming the warmth it brought her. "Mm, I needed this." 

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Juzo asked. His voice was in-between puberty, still sounding childlike but with the hint of maturity becoming a teenager brought with it. By no means did he have the features and bass voice of a man, but the man he would eventually grow into was slowly bleeding through.

"Yes," Gesthia said after another swig. "All those other whores have been stretching themselves out on your cock, and Mistress wants her turn. Whip it out, baby."

Juzo obliged her, his thumbs sliding under the band of his swimming trunks and pushing them away from his hips. His flaccid, ebony cock, six inches long flaccid flopped free. The tigress took another drink, the bottle of vodka now half-way depleted as she began to stroke her boytoy slowly with a firm grip.

Juzo moaned softly, and the tigress let a smug grin cross her lips. He was a popular boy, but the touch of his beloved mistress still made him melt like a virgin. Truth be told, the tigress was dripping wet. The idea of fucking her boytoy on the beach keeping her engine revved the whole way here. 

Juzo's slab of meat quickly swelled in her grip, veins bulging out from under the black skin. The foreskin began to pull back, exposing the head of his member. The tigress turned her face towards it, opening her mouth and drawing his boycock into her lips. She slurped on the head, pressing her tongue against the slit. She smiled and hummed as she felt Juzo clench and squirm, the panda emitting another cute moan of pleasure.

Gesthia bobbed her head, sucking on the crown of Juzo's cock only. Her tongue teasing the frenulum, and she planted a gentle nibble there just to keep him on his toes. She tasted the familiar flavor of precum, and let Juzo leak into her mouth. With a loud pop she pulled his dick from her mouth, continuing to stroke him off.

"Do you wanna fuck your mistress?" She asked him, already knowing the answer but wanting to hear it from his lips.

Juzo nodded, his blue eyes half-lidded and pleading as his cock pulsed against her palm. "Yes please!"

Gesthia used her tail to pull her G-string down to her ankles, exposing her pussy to the warm summer air and Juzo's eyes. "Get your tongue to work, baby, and then maybe I'll let you slam my cervix." She said with a wink.

Juzo wasted no time. The boy moved further down her body until his face was between her thighs and his snout was buried in her pussy. The tigress closing her thighs around his head and gripping the towel as his hot tongue assaulted her clit and folds. The boy was a pro, having performed oral on dozens of females and knowing just what to do. His sexual prowess never failing to bring delight to his mistress, and Gesthia writhed in bliss. Sensations ripped through her, and she found herself grinding against his face. Smothered in her pussy, Juzo slurped and sucked lewdly at her flesh. He French-kissed her like he'd kiss a lover, his tongue wriggling inside her pussy and striking her g-spot with skilled curls of the tip.

"F-fuck!" Gesthia moaned, and she bit down on her right index finger. Another pang of pleasure throbbed through her clit, and she bucked her hips against his face hard.

Juzo kept tongue-fucking her without stopping, the boy's tongue well trained by this point. He moaned, savoring her flavor and perfumed smell that was dancing on his senses. "Mmmf!"

All around them people began to watch, some single, and some also paired up with a boytoy or two. While a few began to join in, preforming lewd acts with their servants in a similar fashion, others whipped out their phone and began to record the two. How could they not admire the passion of which Juzo tended to his mistress? Such devotion deserved to be documented.

Juzo paid them no mind, but Gesthia tossed a wink towards the gathering crowd. She reached to grip a tuft of his midnight hair, yanking his face against her pussy. "Seems we have an audience, honey," she whispered, her voice like honey and silk. "Let's give em something to really watch."

Juzo understood the hint, and as her thighs unclenched so he could sit up the boy positioned his fourteen-inch cock against those warm spit-shined folds. With a cute moan of bliss shared between the two the panda pushed his cock deep inside of his mistress's tight pussy. The tigress’s walls clenching down hard on the boy, milking his member for every drop of hot cum kept in those heavy balls.

Juzo's hands found her massive tits, and the boy fondled and groped them through the bra until he grew frustrated enough to pull the cups down and expose her perky nipples for sucking and biting on.

Gesthia arched her back, her eyes shutting as she let Juzo work his magic on her. The boy thrust with vigor and purpose, his cockhead slamming her cervix with every stroke while his tongue lathered her sensitive nipples or he tugged at them between his teeth. 

The tigress felt the fire in her womb being stoked by her well-endowed boytoy, and she shamelessly moaned and yelled vulgar words of encouragement to the panda. Juzo slammed their hips together, shifting the towel under them. Shakily, Gesthia chugged the other half of her vodka, some spilling around her lips and dribbling down her chin. She didn't care, hungry for Juzo to cum inside of her aching belly.

As the panda got closer and closer to popping, he released one of her tits and slid his hand between them, his thumb pressing against her clit in circular motions as he felt himself about to finish inside. Gesthia met him there, locking her ankles around his back and forcing him balls deep as she cried out.

Pleasure coursed through the two, and their orgasm's collided. Starbursts of heat radiated through them. Juzo's cock spasming and pulsing hard, thick ropes of teen cum painting the tigress’s walls white and filling her belly, no doubt knocking her up for the seventh time in a row. Gesthia bit her lip so hard she almost drew blood, her eyes momentarily flicking to the back of her head as she let the tide take her. Her body shook and her walls quivered around Juzo's manhood until his balls had nothing left to give. 

Breathing heavily, Juzo leaned in to give his mistress a kiss on the mouth. The two shared a passionate, sloppy joining of the lips for a few moments, letting their pleasure slowly fade away leaving only rapidly beating hearts and a feeling of general satisfaction. Gesthia caressed Juzo's cheek, and smiled up at him.

"Mm, what a mess you made." She teased, not having to look to know that he'd left a massive cream pie. She could feel the stickiness of his cum between her loins. "Let's take a little swim and clean up~"