Maxwell keeps a watchful lingering gaze pried upon both Kitsune sisters, taking in their petite charm and savory attractive seduction from head to toe-paw. He lavishes in Kayla's firm massaging strokes, using her cute paw-padded folf-feet to masturbate his knot with loving consideration. Max slowly crawls upon the bed, placing his arms down beside both girl's flat chests while nudging his rock-hard knotted dog-cock forward, poking at Angel's mons with teasing resistance. He reaches down to fondle at her slippery pussy, rubbing her tender petite vixen slit, gently urging her legs to part wide enough to welcome his shepcoon girth inside her. Max slowly attempts to penetrate Angel as he lowers his head upon Kayla's chest to suck on her nipples.
	When he feels his girth envelop into Angel's warm tight feminine wetness, Max moans aloud and grinds slowly, keeping a rhythmic pace afloat while nibbling at Kayla's small breast, knees propped up in place as his arm curls around Angel's young waist, anchoring her against his groin. His wandering eye pries over towards Angel's erotic facial expressions while he penetrates her nice and slow, slender canine head resting gently against Kayla's cleavage as Max licked her nipple slowly. 	
	Angel gasps, looking down at what's happening between her legs. She grabs a nearby clump of bedsheets with one hand and wraps the other around Kayla's fuzzy neck, pulling her close like a large living breathing plushie doll. Kayla places her hand-paw down gently on Angel's tummy and caresses. Angel spreads her legs more for Maxwell's entry, just the sight of watching that big knotted dog-dick connected to such a brute, rugged and dastardly handsome shepcoon man enter inside her most private area is overly arousing for her. Angel's little vixen slit feels warm and moist, knowing Maxwell is the one grinding out such delightful friction from within.	
	Max rubs Kayla's tummy-caressing hand-paw and presses against Angel's tiny protruding clitoris as he shoves his girth deeper into her vagina with each thrust, savoring her incredible warmth and orgasmic lilts, small yelps and squeaking moans. Her crotch leaks freely, dampened with rich silky estrus, scented of intoxicating pheromones, a deep cloying feminine aroma that fills Max's sinuses and forces his knot to grow in rapid succession. Max responds to Angel's arousing eccentricities as he grips his hand-paw beneath her waist, holding her up by her vixen buttocks as he slams his knot inside her clenching super-tight vagina, feeling reactionary tension as her reproductive muscles wrap snug around his thick bulbous dog-dick.
	"Oh fuck, you're so fucking tight, I hope I'm not hurting you because holy fuck, you feel so unbelievably fucking good on my dick right now, beautiful precious Angel-girl." Max says with a quick lick to her snout. He smiles and cranes his head down low to nibble on Kayla's cute folf-girl tits as he feels a dull tingle form in his groin, cueing Max to an upcoming nut-draining the making. With a low seductive chuckle, Max reaches down to slide a wet cum-dampened finger-paw into Angel's puckering pink tailhole, prodding and swirling. She squeezes his dick harder than ever before, pressing her groin up hard against his crotch, forcing his entry like a pro athlete in practice, trying unique new yoga positions, dick suck nearly balls-deep into the fleshy young vice-grip that was Angel's illicit wildly active vaginal orifice. 
	Max feels his balls clench into his groin and spurts, draining a hidden deep-burrowed pent-up supply into the vixen-girl's luscious young twat. Max grunts and snarls with each ejaculation, each rope of sperm fired away freely inside, sweet savory bliss washing over his entire body, causing his pores to tingle and fur to stand on end, a litany of sweet release tingles and sings with sweet harmonious buzzing drones from within, sending Max to a spiritual realm of forgiveness and acceptance, of humbled grace and tender compassionate love, a place that feels right, a haven of slumber.
	Much like the Neon City herself, aglow and bright, brimming from a large window shining fluorescent neon lights through drawn blinds, beaming shadowy stripes into the bedroom, illuminating a young adult shepcoon hard at work fucking two gorgeous younger vixen girls, one a folfcoon of ultimate charm and seductive grace. Kayla giggles low and soft, caressing Max's dreads with maternal care.
	"Aaaaah, ah, ah, oh my holy fucking fuck, oh yes, yes you feel incredible. Hot damn, this delightful young vixen is so tight! So wet! Mmmnn, unfff yes, I love fucking you, sweetest Angel. Kayla, your sister is almost as tight as you once were... maybe even more-so. Just sayin'." Max says, licking Kay's chest clean of excess moisture. He feels as if he's swimming in raw bliss, desiring nothing else but an undeniable urge to fuck Angel Kitsune non-stop. 
	In that very moment, nothing else matters to Max but Angel and Kayla. 
	He brushes his fuzzy shepcoon cheek against Kayla's small cleavage and drags his hand-paw along Angel's belly, calmly nurturing and caressing Angel beneath his gangling presence. She looks exactly like her namesake, blushing wildly through her ivory-soft billowy-white fur while looking deep into Max's face with intense calculated attraction. Max sees a small crooked smile forming upon her lips, illuminating her bright blue eyes, making her look simply divine, older than suggested, far more mature for her age than most. 
	Kayla reaches down to fondle at Max's furry balls, squeezing at his knot, nearly sunk into her sister's needy wanting pussy. Angel moans aloud while her young juices spill out of her tiny ravaged slit, coating his nut-sac as he slaps against her entrance some more, stifling her yelps of pleasure with a sloppy kiss. Kayla blushes, giving little kisses to Angel on her neck and chest, clearly loving her a whole lot, devoted sisterly love taken to the next level. Kay moans lightly at the treatment, feeling intense erotic sensations course through her body in rapid succession. Both girls just lay in complete submission to Max, one lost in orgasmic lust and the other in love with the entire ordeal. Max begins to huff and pant way faster, nearly in hysterical laughing fits.
	"Hold my hands, girls, I'm cumming really fast and really hard, oh fffffff-" 
	Max grunts and moans as he feels a snap discharge in his brain and a wave of raw tingling splendor empowers his entire train of thought, deafening him for a very brief moment as his knot bulges and hot, sticky cum spurts deep into Angel from somewhere within Maxwell's tingling abdomen. Max feels Angel's pussy muscles clenching tight around his dick, like a tiny vacuum, drawing him deeper into her with each passionate dripping thrust. Maxwell throws his head back to bite his tongue and lower lip gently while he drains himself dry inside sexy young Angel, simultaneously licking Kayla's neck and cheek in a passionate outburst of raw untainted lust. He grips both their hand-paws tight, caressing their fuzzy knuckled digits in his own robust grip, feeling the warmth emanate from their fingertips and an insatiable satisfaction overcome his senses. 
	Maxwell's deafened ears recuperate quickly as he breaks free from his momentary lapse of orgasm-induced delirium, hearing the golden sound of laughter. He sees both girls panting and giggling, looking at each other and admiring the amount of cum that he'd shot onto Angel's belly, for his dick had slipped free from her pussy while he reached his explosive climax. Maxwell hadn't even noticed that he practically came hands-free while rubbing between her thighs. He smirked with forced guilt.
	"Oooooh..... my... goodness... wow... Angel, you are... you're a natural... yes... oh Kayla, I'm so glad you guys were open today! My thirst? Quenched to no end. Clearly. What a mess... sorry, darling."
	Max rubs Kayla's brow and cuddles her cheek with his hand-paw as he hugs Angel close to his chest, giving her forehead a loving quick tender peck of a kiss. His tail wags uncontrollably as he lavishes in the sight of both Kitsune sisters, spread wide and wet with Max's cum dripping from their stretched-wide canine vaginas. Max suspects that he could now die a very happy shepcoon. He snickers.
	"So I take it we're closed for the remainder of the evening? Or was this a last call for your final customer of night? Either way..."
	Maxwell stretches his arm down beside the bed to reach for his rejected billfold from earlier in his pants pocket, hoping to at least tip the girls for such an incredible fun time, unaware of what further intentions they may or may not have in mind for him... regardless of whether or not his money is valid, he still feels a strong urge to provide for their impressive sexual abilities.
	"You know I haven't cum that hard for anyone in a long while, right? At least let me compensate you both for your effort!"
	They all lay together, hugging up to him as if he was their wannabe daddy, which he was for the night. Angel is falling asleep fast, so Kayla takes a golden opportunity to move in for the kill, nuzzling Max with calm relaxed strides. 
	"I don't think you've had enough yet, duder." Kayla says, crawling down off the bed to throw a single saucy folf-girl leg across the other side of Max's body, sitting perched upon his belly while gazing down at him with raw desire.
	"You must have another load in you somewhere, I can sense it. I can almost feel it." Kayla says. She blushes and bites his lip as she scoots down a bit, leaving a trail of sweet juice on his slender fuzzy abdomen. Kayla grabs his still-hard erect dog-cock and aligns it with her lewd hot pink entrance, expressing real excitement. While she goes at it, Angel slowly sits up and does the same as her sister Kay, but on Max's face instead. She kneels down with each leg to one side of his face, showing an incredible view of what is about to land directly upon his muzzle and scrape against his lips and teeth.	
	"Oh God, you are completely desirable... I may have a round or twelve left in me!" Max says. He curls his brow, tucking the billfold right back into his pants pocket while reaching down to grasp Kayla's thighs, dragging his hand-paw across her fuzzy mons, pinching and teasing at her cute exposed clit, which felt slippery and drenched in shepcoon jizz. Max's erection slips back into Kayla's warm wet folf-girl slit and he groans, wincing and chuckling while Max humps against Kayla's tingling groin in overdrive-mode speed, slapping his dangling shepcoon nuts against her taint and getting off to the wet, sloppy sounds of his thick girth penetrating Kayla's heated tight-as-ever young wanton cunt-flesh. Max still couldn't believe his luck, keeping his eye closed and caressing her waist as he buckles her hard upon his lap, riding her like a dirty cowgirl on a wild stallion. Max detects a lingering presence in front of his face and when he opens his eye, he is greeted with a heavenly glimpse of Angel's spread groin, her savory young folf-sister slit meets his gaze not even an inch or two from his snout. Max glanced upward and watches with satisfactory delight that Angel staring down at him, blushing super-hard and giggling with a hand-paw covering her mouth.
	"I guess you'd like seconds, wouldn't you, adorable cutie?" Max asks Angel, agreeing with a nod.
	Max just smiles wide for a moment before he jerks his muzzle forward, flinging his blonde hair back behind his forehead, freeing his brow and revealing a clearer image of Angel's belly and chest. He slides his tongue against her inner thighs, swirling around her exposed sex, teasing her while he laps at her white fur. Max growls low with devoted passion and feels himself knot Kayla again, tying deep inside her as he opens his maw wide and shoves his tongue between Angel's tight quivering vulva lips. She tastes absolutely marvelous, so youthful and creamy, like fresh milk and cherries, so sweet and delectable. Max signs his name multiple times in cursive with his tongue nestled deep inside Angel's pussy, moaning aloud and breathing through his nostrils as he reaches up to grope at her shoulder, still maintaining a firm grip on Kayla's sexy firm buttock. He feels like a pro wrestler getting tag-teamed by his opponents, but he couldn't be any more aroused by the outcome of the ongoing situation. Max tastes his own cum inside Angel's lewd pussy, tickling her tiny rigid clitoris with his whiskers, tongue-fucking her nice and deep until she explodes in a trembling blushing orgasm, leaking fresh juices down his chin and neck. 
	Max fucks the absolute ever-loving shit out of Kayla just like a dog in heat. He wallows in the taste and feel of the Kitsune sisters, marveling in every second of their raw robust passionate sexual depravity. Max's foot-paws clench inward and he feels his groin tingle and turn sensitive, feeling close to enduring another intense prolonged climax, cumming in his most favored and admired sexy young folf-girl's rewarding super-tight swollen pussy. Angel presses firmly against Max's snout. She begins humping back and forth, soaking his muzzle in her fresh young cub juices. She moans softly as usual, seeing her luscious young underage body do such lewd illicit motions aroused her thoroughly. Kay perches down upon his huge throbbing erect shepcoon cock, humping back and forth and jumping up and down. Loud wet raunchy claps of his crotch smacking firm against hers fills the bedroom with a very crude soundtrack. Kayla's juicy insides are really easy to slide into by now, especially when she's been driven to the brink of absolute satisfaction by Maxwell.
	"Hah...hah!! I wanna see how much more you have, BITCH." Kayla says aloud, blushing red even more than ever before. Perhaps all the sex talk is making her even hornier, as opposed to satisfying her. Max reaches down further behind Kayla's butt and plugs her tight clenching tailhole with his middle finger-paw as he thrusts buck-wild and non-stop, yanking his thick knot free from Kayla's pussy, only to hoist his waist upright and slam it back into her with vast repetition. Max smothers his lips against Angel's pussy folds and probes within as his tongue presses against spongy warm vaginal flesh. Max's eye gazes back inside his eyelid habitually in reaction to the overwhelming pleasure, the tightness and taste of Angel and Kayla. 
	As Max ejaculates hard in Kayla's pussy again, he licks Angel deep and fast, sliding his jaw against her taint and moaning aloud, sounding muffled as he drinks Angel's ever-flowing pussy juice. He yanks his finger-paw free from Kayla's bum and wipes it clean on his tail, keeping Angel balanced upon his face with precise caution. Max pull on the base of Kayla's tail, keeping her pinned down on his lap as he smashes and slurps simultaneously. He can hardly believe his profound luck in choosing to attend the Kitsune sister's tavern.
	When in doubt, sniff it out.
	Max jerks his head, sliding his tongue across Angel's puckering young vixen girl's quivering anus, tasting her moisture and her youthful warmth, sweaty filmy estrus. His nose presses against her clit and his whiskers tickle her mons as Max ejaculate like a broken faucet into Kayla, so deep and hard, feeling his entire fucking soul drain from his groin and exert through his penis, tickling his testicles in a not-so-unpleasant manner. Maxwell floated on a cloud of pure uninhibited sublime relief, feeling in no hurry at all to drift back down anytime soon. He endured an out-of-body experience, as if he were hovering over himself in spirit, gazing down upon his aroused shepcoon ass engaged in incredibly passionate hot wet naughty fuck-me-hard sex with Angel and Kayla Kitsune, two adorable hot canine girls with a knack for bartending and wooing overly-aroused males in their favor. 
	Maxwell tries to speak, to give a crafty one-liner, but can't afford to do so with his tongue buried in Angel's juicy young horny vixen twat, leaking on his lips. Max squeezes Kayla's buttocks in his grip, holding onto her tail, and folds his legs beneath her to hoist Kayla up off the bed, giving her a sensational arching upright missionary lap ride. Max could see Kayla's long hair flinging against Angel's backside in flinging wisps as he drank and fucked both girls accordingly. 
	They seem to climax in a synchronized manner. Angel releases her sweet juices on his face and Kay sprays wild on his crotch. She remains still, relaxed and dizzy with his cock fully inside her, feeling it nestled all the way up to her folf-girl tummy. Both Kitsune sisters pant in exhaustion, orgasms had in unison. Such an amazing experience, having two young pups whose only goal is to please him! Max wipes his muzzle off on Angel's inner thigh fur and remains perfectly still, relaxed and practically hovering with satisfactory bliss. He caresses Kayla's buttocks and thighs with loving candor as he feels his dick fully enveloped inside her, knot and all, sucked in and wedged tight. Max's ringed raccoon tail wags and he laughs softly, head nestled between Angel's legs, face sopping wet with vixen-girl spunk. He pries his tongue free from Angel's pussy with a small kissing smack, licking his shepherd lips clean and clearing his throat of any excess cum. 
	"If I came in thirsty before, I think I've certainly quenched my thirst since then. Talk about a real Kitsune Kicker! Mmm... y'all are fucking insatiable."
	Max kisses Angel's sensitive pussy, giving the surface of her clitoral hood a quick peck with his pursed lips. He reaches up and fondles at Angel's chest, rubbing her flat youthful breasts while wrapping his striped tail around Kayla's foot-paws, cuddling the girls in his grasp. Max wonders if they might start to make out, maybe swap spit or cum or both. He was beyond impressed with both Kayla and Angel's sex drives, how they could fuck like bunnies in heat and still maintain their over-determined energetic libido. Maxwell suddenly yearned for his youth, wishing he were at least a few years younger. At least he didn't have such insatiable hot creamy sex with both girls under any threat of impeding risks. Max was so used to being one step away from absolute disaster in regards to engaging in lust with others that it was a strange yet humbling blessing to enjoy the fruits of the Kitsune sister's youthful hotness for a night. He felt perfectly content, not even wanting to be anywhere else but resting comfortably alongside both Angel and Kayla. It had been too long for Max to fully let loose and release so much pent-up sexual frustration into a desirable loli-cub girl.
	Kayla slowly crawls off Max's lap, laying back on the bed, panting and dog-tired. Angel does the same thing, lying next to her older sister, nude and fur slightly chaffed with dried spunk. Both Kitsune cuties are perfectly creamed and satisfied. Kay, however, seems to get an immediate urge after seeing how her sister is left by Max, panting and wet, almost unsatisfied. Kayla takes proper incentive and climbs on top of her sister, turning Angel's body around in a perfect one-eighty flip, leaning into Angel's pussy while sitting on her face at the same time. Max whoops and claps to applaud their commitment to each other while Kayla and Angel lick each other's thighs and holes, diligently making out in the cutest, hottest way possible, all right next to the same shepcoon pervert responsible for their heat to begin with.
	Max feels a tremendous exhaustion overcome his senses and he nods out for a moment, but only a brief one, for when he flutters his eyelid back open and resumes full-on consciousness again, he gains a very tasty view of the insatiable Kitsune sisters engaged in a raunchy and appetizing sixty-nine. Max perks up immediately, staring obsessively at Kayla, scarfing out Angel as she sits still and steady on the vixen-girl's cum-stained face. They both appear to be cleaning each other off with energetic intensity as Maxwell is treated to a very arousing in-depth glimpse of how far their passion for each other can go.
	"Oh my... wow, that's one way to tidy up, I guess! Oh damn, Kay... your sister is still leaking like crazy... so am I though. I think I know how to fix that..." Max starts to stroke himself while staring upon their kinky oral endeavors, gazing with profound interest upon Angel's eyes twitching and clenching shut with every folf-tongue lashing against her shepcoon-violated sexy young pussy, simply intriguing. Maxwell squeezes his knot and masturbates his shaft while he sits right next to the Kitsune girls, watching their display of vast affection and love for one another.
	"Holy fuck, you two really love each other, huh?" Max asks, blissfully ignorant in stating such obvious truths. He snickers and reaches in between Angel's legs to brush Kayla's hair away from her face, planting a small kiss upon her forehead, even while her muzzle is actively wedged between her sister's thighs. Max repositions himself behind Kayla and kneels down in front of her sexy folf-butt, rubbing her tail while tugging it aside to gain a little clearance. Max leans in close and hugs against Kayla's back side, slowly grinding against her cute slim folf butt, feeling his dick prod softly upon her exposed fuzzy taint. Max feels a warm, soft tongue lick his cock and he grows a fresh new erection in record time as Angel laps upon his shaft and kisses his knot, spreading her saliva along his throbbing dog-dick, lubing him up in preparation for another round with her older sister, such a good girl. Angel helps guide Max's fat heavily aroused penis into Kayla's tailhole, sucking and licking at his nutsack as Max penetrates Kayla's savory anal tightness.
	"Ooooh, fuck yes, lick my knot, cutie. I love feeling that warm tongue get me all wet... just enough to fuck your sister some more. Mmm, Kayla, I adore how tight your luscious ass feels, especially when Angel's face is right beneath it. Fuck, take it some more! Take ME, darling hot young lover! I craaaaaave your cute butt pressing against my waist. I wonder if you can take my knot up your ass like you did in your pussy, sexy young folf-girl... mmmn, YES! Ah! Aaah, mmm...your sister is totally licking my balls right now, she's such a good vixen."
	Max gropes Kayla's hips and grinds into her rear a little faster, slowly and surely inching closer to a fresh new climax, instigated by the tightness of her butt and Angel's talented licking. Max builds up speed little by little, feeling Angel's cold wet nose rub against his balls. He suspects that Angel is licking her sister's pussy while watching his dick prod into that sexy folf-girl ass from below. Maxwell hugs Kayla against his chest and places his head down, resting his ear on her neck, feeling his cheek press against her jawline. He keeps his knees bent apart and Kayla's legs spread wide as he fucks her butt so raw and rigorously.
	"Ooooooh, such a tight folf you are! Mmmmm, I love fucking your ass sooooo much!" Max says as he kisses Kayla's face, quickly falling into a pattern of exhaling warm heated breaths upon her neck and cheek, squeezing at her chest, pinching her nipples and offering insight through crude commentary.
	"Aaah! Ah! Ah! Mmm! Fuck! Yes! God, you feel so damn tight and amazing! I want to cum on your sister's face, in your ass, on your chest, anywhere and everywhere! Mmmnn!! Fuck!! Take it!!"
	Max presses Kayla's face closer against Angel's pussy, grabbing the back of her folf-girl head, holding her hair in a sturdy grip while growing ever-aroused more and more as he watches Kayla suck, lick and nibble at her sister's cum-sluiced vagina, breathing hard through her nostrils, moaning endlessly. Max hears Angel from below, whimpering and panting blissfully. Max flexes his shepcoon toe-paws and thrusts faster into Kayla, feeling an overwhelming urge to sink his fat knot deep in her tender young folf-girl tailhole. He's close to cumming very hard in Kayla's ass, maybe with Angel further stimulating his sexual urges by sucking on his testicles like two sperm-filled lollipops. Max never wanted his time with the Kitsune sisters to be cut short, he wanted to take turns fucking them all night if he could afford to do so. Ronnie could tolerate a momentary lapse of waiting.  
	Kay moans into Angel's pussy, doing her best to suck her out so good and deep. The lust got so intense that at times she had to stop just to let out cute little moans and to catch a quick breather. Angel licks Max's balls and shaft, then focuses her attention back to Kayla, then back to Max and so on. She surely was enjoying their bout of slippery wet coitus, tons of fun and arousal to boot. This was perhaps the wildest encounter Angel had endured thus far. She silently moans while embracing the lovely licks from her big sister, as Angel leans in and licks all along the length of Max's penis and taint, even as he glides inside and out of Kay's tighter glorious fuckhole. Angel's saliva would hopefully make it easier for him to slide right in, no lube necessary.
	Kayla lets loose and cums hard with a constant stream of sweet estrus juice, almost as if she were peeing; she sprays a stream straight into Angel's inquisitive vixen face. Angel opens her mouth instinctively to catch a drink then lays her head back, blissfully feeling the warm sweet shower of her sister's pussy juice, raining down on her fur in tiny droplets.	
	Max nibbles Kayla's neck with rigorous passion as he endures an orgasm hard and fast inside her sexy tight ass, inhaling through his nostrils while wallowing in the raw potent scent of sex and hormones that floods the air before him. His legs quiver and his knees grow numb while he feels his balls grow warm, drenched in Kayla's dripping wet discharge. Max barely hears Angel moan and squeal with excitement through a high-pitched droning buzz, even as Kayla's face gets drenched in her sister's lewd sopping wet gossamer-dewy vaginal moisture. Max savors every ongoing second of the shared triple-decker orgasm that he and the beloved Kitsune sisters now embrace, feeling his body literally floating in mid-orbit, looking down upon his over-satisfied vessel, head swimming with rich sensational heavenly bliss, penis stiff as a police baton and knot held firmly in place by Kayla's anal ringlets, providing a right proper death-grip. She moans and groans every time she squirts more folf-cum into Angel's needy wide-open mouth, tightening her sphincter muscles firmly around Max's fat cock, forcing him to shiver and tremble with absolute lust and desire as he drains his sperm deep in Kayla. Max wants to feel how good such an act of buttfucking could play out with Angel but for the time being, he remains tied deep inside Kayla's succulent cum-filled tailhole. Perhaps he'll get his chance to knot Angel's ass soon, suggesting he play nice and not get too aggressive with the girls - just a little something he frowned upon.
	"Good folf-girl, you take my dick so good. I love fucking you in all your holes." Max says as he wraps his hands around Kayla's neck gently and caresses her nape in his soft tender grip, massaging her shoulders with the ease and comfort of a professional athletic masseuse. 
	"Mmmm there you go, my kinky filthy irresistible young cutie..." Max whispers into Kayla's ear, even while tugging at her earlobe with his teeth, lapping at her jaw and brushing his whiskers against her cheek, poking her cute fluff with his snout, hugging her tight against his chest, milking himself of every last drop into Kayla Kitsune. No matter how many times he fires off inside Kayla, he can't resist. Max absolutely adores her and her sister more than he could've ever imagined initially.
	"Holy fucking shit, Kayla. Did you slip a growth hormone pill into my drink? I've never gone this much before without my dick drying up like a freaking shriveled-ass raisin..." Max says, questioning Kayla while brushing her hair back behind her pointy folf-girl ear, decorated with stylish piercings. He gropes her small breasts, grinning with devious lewd intent as he reaches down in front of Kayla's spread legs and fondles at Angel's chest as well, pinching her petite vixen-girl nipples while rubbing her cute fur-covered belly, wet with a blend of shepcoon sperm and Kay's female ejaculate.	
	Angel whimpers and lets out little moans and cute, quiet pants of desire. She's not as horny as Kay, but she still feels a raw connection to utmost bliss nevertheless, heavenly orgasmic divinity. Angel licks Kay's slit from bottom to top with soft and loving motions, cleaning her older sister free of all her own sweet savory folf-cum and the hybrid milk that now drips freely from her knotted slightly-gaping asshole. Kay just lays still, pressing her body gently against Maxwell's rugged mass, her insides throbbing in tandem with her moans of pleasure, squeezing his thick knotted dick, wedged so deep inside her. Kayla pants like a dog in heat with her tongue out, blushing hard over all the love and affection Max grants her but yet she still felt incomplete, as if she weren't even close to finished.
	Kayla was simply not having enough.
	"Mhaaa...yess...aahhh..." Kayla moans aloud. Maxwell sniffs Kay's cheek fluff and lavishes in her aroused scent as he squirts his last few sperm-ropes into her scrumptiously tight tailhole, now filled to the brim with Max's latest heated creamy orgasmic explosion. He sniffs her fur deep at her neckline, sliding his snout up her jaw and nibbles at her cheek and nape while feeling himself pull free from Kayla's sexy ass, surprised and caught off-guard to see Angel's face protrude from beneath Kayla's legs with great speed and surprise, like an illicit cuckoo clock. Max smacks Kayla's folf-bum playfully, giving Kayla a chance to change her position while she catches a breather from the intense anal creampie she'd been fed. Max reaches his arms up high above his head, feeling his limbs pop and creak as he inhales deep, letting loose a low breath through his nose and out through his mouth. He sits down on the soaking-wet bed, giggling maniacally at how freaking WET they all are. Glistening is an understatement. Max licks the spunk clean off his fingertips as he surveys the scene casually.
	"I haven't cum that much in a girl's butt since.... hmm, probably since the last time I saw you, Kayla. Amazing! I'm detecting a hint of dissatisfaction, though, unless I'm wrong?? Maybe a lot of cum in your butt isn't enough just yet? I sense your need for a little more attention elsewhere. Unless you'd like to use the restroom to remove some of that excess shepcoon jizz from your sensationally tight beeeee-hind, whatever young Miss Angel didn't remove already... then let's carry on while I ride her on my face. Because I would honestly LOVE to make such hot, raunchy, filthy, super-kinky and eternally passionately profoundly fucking insatiable sex with you some more. Perhaps I could lick her out while smashing into you from behind. Eh 'big sis'? You cool with that?" Max asks Kayla, pointing down to Angel while pinching his lower lip for further emphasis. 
	He rolls his shepcoon eyebrows like a geeky dork-faced overly-flirtatious maniac with a strong obsession for all things young and pretty and sacred in the Neon City. When he realizes his flirtatious actions are causing Angel to gaze upon him with a look that could carve through a shard of freaking glass, he flinches and catches himself, adjusting his stance and rolling his shoulders, twirling his head and preparing himself for another wild sensational round of hyper-crazy-sexy fuck-time with-
	"Uh, yeah. She'd be a fuuun ride, for sure. But as for you?"
	Max says, approaching her from behind, only to reach down and twirl her body back around to face him directly upon the large bed. Max kneels down between Kayla's legs and before she has a moment further to say anything, Max makes her feel a sudden jolting rush of pressure and wet friction erupt from between her labia folds while Max laps and slurps upon Kayla's spread throbbing wet shepcoon-violated overheated folf-girl vagina, tucking his snout deep into her vulva and tickling the inner-walls of her cute young pussy with his whiskers. Max faces a bit of resistance from her clenching grip but manages to fight through her pressing against his shoulders and squeezing on his hair a little tighter than usual during the final midst of her climax. Max holds his breath as he lunges forward and shoves his tongue as deep as it can possibly go inside Kayla's spread-wide pretty pink folf- girl cunt, scarfing her out with radical wanton desire, riding her lapping thrusts as she humps hard and firm against his face, rhythmic pounding. Max smiles wide and lays the folf-girl down between his knelt legs, propping her with limited resistance upon the bed while caressing her hair and rubbing her chest, admiring her pristine slender remarkable beauty, all while angling himself just right before bearing down and balls-deep into her once again, never refusing to wear himself thin of Kayla's complete and absolute charm and affection. Max smiles wide and chuckles.
	"I think you're my very favorite ride of 'em all." Max says, gazing deep into Kayla's heterochromia-laden eyes. His heart strikes a nerve of romantic affection as he feels a longing desire to be hers exclusively.
	Max lifts Kayla's hips and hoists her into his lap as he thrust himself forward, sliding his warm, wet, cum-slippery dick into her incredibly tight and sensationally wet succulent young folf-girl fuck-hole once again, pounding himself into her in a crazy-lewd missionary position with legs smacking against the mattress edge. Angel found a pair of pink fuzzy handcuffs in a nearby drawer and proceeded to use them on her sister, holding her arms up over her head as Angel gave Kayla a splendid view of the super-friendly patron's long canine-robust snout sniffing and lapping at the young vixen girl's naked bottom, fully exposed and slightly moist from a routine workout, getting licked and sucked and nibbled on right above Kayla's head. Max could hardly believe his luck, feeling an overwhelming high, a surging rush of energy and sexual potency blow up and escalate from within. He felt rejuvenated, ready to fuck an entire platoon of sex-starved crafty and cunning younger anthro-girls if the need arose. He yanks his tongue free from Angel's pussy, snapping it back in place between his teeth. He cracks his jaw and exhales, licking his lips clean of Angel's spunk, leaking down his chin and dampening his neck with her vixen-cum. Max kisses Angel's young slit and looks down at Kayla's face, watching her shifting expressions and feeling her wild tightness ensnare his knot once again, locking his dick into place and refusing to let him go, even while he continues to thrust himself into her, pumping pelvis to pelvis.
	"I can ride you like this over and over again, darling... just keep fucking, just keep fucking."
	Maxwell leans in close to kiss Kayla's cheek. He licks her snout clean of her sister's pussy moisture and continued to fuck Kayla senseless while tucked into cozy bedsheets, feeling both girls emanate complete warmth and arousal. Max shivers and groans aloud as he feels a surge trickling into his spine that echoes and triggers through his chest, bouncing between his ribs before smacking into a spot directly near his heart. He recognizes a wave of calm that emanates over his body and he leaned in closer to give Kayla's face a loving tender lick, right on her cute young folf-nose.
	"How about I breed you like a filthy little folf-girl, all hot and sticky and super-deep, long enough to ride my knot for maybe an hour or two while I suck on your nipples? Maybe I can just play with your pussy, squeeze your lil' clit while I thrust into you, over, and over, and fucking all over again?? But until then..." Max looks up at Angel's fuzzy mons, young and fluffy and begging to be violated some more. Max rubs Kayla's snout and kisses her nose with a curvaceous grin on his face, a grin of deviancy.
	"Check your sister out up there, Angel dear. This is gonna get a little...hmm, what's the word?" Max asks Angel rhetorically, snapping his finger-paws while groping onto Kayla's waist, knotting her so deep, convulsing and snarling as his eyes rolls back into his head and he pounds her vagina with brute force, enduring a multi-string of orgasms, one after another.
	"FfffFFFUCK!! Fuck is the wwW-word!! :OOOh fuck yes!!" Maxwell endures one explosive jolt of sexual healing after another, as if in tandem, a string of pleasure bursts. When he lets loose with the final climax, he slides himself down and covers Kayla's body with his while kissing her cheek with exhaustion present in his voice and stance. He was spent in full, or so he thought right then and there.	
	Kayla couldn't help but collapse under his weight with a load moan. Her sensual orgasm perfectly matched his as they laid on the bed and panted aloud, Kay feeling Max's knot swell inside her little puppy walls. She lay steady in place, panting with Max on top of her seductive nude body. Her juices flowed out of her pussy, mixing with Max's hot seed, producing a bigger trailing mess underneath them, staining the bedsheets. Kay felt light headed and laid her head down, panting against the bedsheets, dampened with pleasant lovemaking moisture. 
	Angel lands in place right next to them both and reaches out to put a hand on Max's shoulder. 	"M-mh..." Angel mumbles quietly, throwing Max off a bit. Finally she managed to speak.
	"A-are you tired?" Angel says in her lazy, sleepy voice, sounding completely adorable.
	Maxwell shakes his head with a smile, directing his glance up towards a nude and timid young vixen girl, blushing heavily and wagging her tail with piqued interest.
	"Despite all this intense romantic treatment I'm receiving, I'm not tired. Not even close. Surprising, huh? I'm more concerned about you. Are you ready to fall asleep for a while, Angel? Or if you'd rather, um... wait..." Max gives Kayla's belly a healthy soft pat, rubbing his paw-padded fingertips against the swift bulge in her gut from the large shepcoon penis now fully erect and knotted in her pussy-folds, wet and tight, clenching hold of Max's cock like a small genital vacuum.
	"Let's at least wait for a little while, then perhaps we could have some more one-on-one fun together. Something tells me your sister might be spent for now. She needs to recharge a bit."
	Max smiles and rubs Kayla's nipple with soft comfort. He shrugs and smirks at Angel, glancing up and down upon her smooth petite fox-girl figure, taking in her numerous physical features and finding it irresistible to see how similar the Kitsune sisters are in certain physical aspects. Maxwell enjoys luscious white-hot passionate sex with Kayla and Angel. All the while, he feels a deep hankering that it'd be very difficult to dissuade him of his lust and desire felt for both Angel and Kayla alike. It would take a major biblical act to turn him away from the girls, to dissuade his interests henceforth. Max grins wide.
	"Would you like for me to give you a shoulder massage, Angel? Maybe even rub your footpaws again?" Max asks Angel.
	"M-mhh...Kay...gives me a lot of paw massages...." She blushes, talking ever-so-quietly.
	"That's excellent! I think I might be stuck... inside your sister... at least for a while longer. She's quite a sexy young trooper! But so too are you, dear. I'd be glad to offer you relaxing comfort."
	Max licks his chops and gazes up with longing desire at Angel, contemplating whether or not she knows exactly what to expect from Max.
	"If you'd like, I could also get myself stuck in your pussy again and again. You are an especially gorgeous and seductive young cutie, who just so happens to be an exquisite savory tight fuck."
	Max wags his ringed shepcoon tail and his canine lips curl up into a hefty bubbly smile of pure delight, a reflection of absolute cub-fucking joy.
	"Your sister has nearly milked me dry... but not entirely. I might still have a few more rounds left in me to ensure you are properly fucked silly to high holy bliss."
	Max brushes back Kayla's long hair from her face, squeezing her cute flat-chested nipple once more for extra stimulation as she clenches snug around his girth, forcing Max into a small animalistic rush of thrusting before pulling out from her cum-sopped vagina, messy and creamy and warm with shepcoon jizz splotches drying against a thin thatch of pubic fur, folf-girl minge misted over with sweaty gossamer dew. Maxwell licks Kayla's cheek and uses a nearby T-shirt of his to towel her dry, covering her bottom half gently with a nearby spreadsheet. Upon tucking the cute young folf-girl in for a spell or two of rest, he crawls upon his knees closer to Angel, leveling his face with hers. He plants a wet kiss upon her cheek and rubs her shoulders with soft circular motions, feeling himself getting riled up and stiff once more for Kayla's adorable younger vixen sister.
	Kayla remains steady, passed out with satisfied exhaustion. She pants softly, a bit exhausted. Maxwell's heart races faster yet, having such a vulnerable little cub right underneath him was such a sight to behold. Angel gently returns Max's kiss, then lays her head down on the bed, blushing and purring lightly at the massage Max gives her, murring aloud like a fluffy canine kitten.
	Max kneels down and reaches over the edge of the bed to caress Angel's leathery paw-padded feet. The texture of her cute vixen-beans reminds Max of fine thin tree bark or a live clamshell, a comforting rugged sensation. Warm, pleasant and very vibrant to the touch. Max rubs the ball of his thumb-paw into the crook of her petite vixen sole, then up to her big toe-paw and back down to her ankle, all while using both hands to ensure that Angel receives the finest footpaw massage imaginable.
	"Mmm, you really seem to be into this. Or should I ease up on the pressure a bit?" Max asks. He lifts himself up off his knees, standing upright albeit hunched over, ringed raccoon tail jerking behind his bare-naked bum. He maintains a grip on Angel's toes, giving each individual vixen-girl digit unanimous love, one at a time. 
	"I think both you and your sister have the cutest feet I've ever seen... or rubbed." Max says aloud, giggle-snorting at his own random compliment. At once he wondered how Angel's young vixen-girl footpaws would feel rubbed against his throbbing dog-knot and he immediately rejects the idea, ensuring Angel's relieving physical comfort is carried out first and foremost. Kayla snored very light and subtle as Max began to grow even harder, listening to Angel's moans and watching her cute twitching reactions to Max's massaging techniques, often rubbing ticklish areas. He loved watching Angel's enjoyment reach such pristine heights. 
	"You are so freaking cute when you react to my massaging methods. I'm not doing it on purpose, I promise. You're just ticklish, cutie pie." Max says. Angel squirms just a bit and hides her little smile and blush with her hands. She just stares at him with her cute lazy blue eyes while she lets Max play with her however he sees fit. She really enjoys it all but her usual routine nature prevents her from speaking about it exclusively. She just relaxes and enjoys the sensation of Maxwell's massaging techniques. Max kisses Angel's cute vixen toes, one by one, while he rubs himself, scraping the tip of his cum-stained erection against bedsheets soaked over with slickened folf-girl spunk. Max curls a brow and snickers, gazing back at Angel in a brief awkward silence.
	"Goodness me, you don't talk a lot. But that's okay. Silence is golden, after all."
	Max snickers, giving Angel's cute vixen foot-paw a small playful tickle before laying her legs down flat upon the bed with gentle care. He focuses his attention primarily on her ankles and shins, working diligently up her legs, massaging her kneecaps with slow attentive strokes and circular-motion rubs before moving even further upward with deep-tissue prodding along her robust slim thighs. Max echoes plenty of audible murr-chirring while massaging Angel, feeling a seductive satisfaction lingering within, knowing how many times he has fucked and licked her so far. He wonders if she has any more strength for another round or two with him or if she would prefer to relax and bask in the afterglow of their shared mutual sexual antics.
	"Speaking freely, if I may? I think you have the perfect body type. Preadolescent and petite. Simply marvelous. You definitely remind me of your sister but it's like you're just lighter and more agile."
	Max flings his head back, swinging his dreadlocks away from his face and chest, revealing a full view of Angel's gorgeous young nude vixen-girl body, lying in place and embracing his rigorous massaging skills. He licks his lips and smiles wide, glancing upon Angel's succulent vixen girl body. 
	"Heh. And admittedly, a bit tighter... but that's our little secret, right?"
	"Fat chance. I'm totally telling her what you said."
	"NO, GOD DAMN IT!"
	"Too late!"
	"Aaargh, fu-"
	Angel wraps her paws around Max's muzzle and clicks her tongue, winking. 
	"Kidding!" Angel squeaks, making Max hard all over again. His shepcoon head hovers low until he noses against Angel's cute flat chest. He licks at her slim nearly-nonexistent cleavage as Maxwell starts to finger-fuck Angel's wet raunchy pussy, nearly sucking him in to the second knuckles. Max's rock-hard shepcoon dick leaks a tiny spurt of pre-cum onto Angel's thigh and he massages her neck with his free hand-paw, lying prone besides Kayla, who is still fast asleep beneath dampened bedsheets, sleeping through everything, even Max grinding against her kid sister right next to her.
	Without hesitation, Max develops an amazing urge to swell his knot deep in Angel's throat and jizz hard in her belly while his tongue remains wedged as deep as possible in Kayla's spread-wide fully-exposed folf-girl tailhole, puckered and swollen from taking Max's knot earlier. For now, he decided to forego that particular fantasy, settling on intense rigorous lewd bareback raw sex with Angel while Kayla recharges her libido, hopefully bound to awaken soon from her peaceful sexually-instigated power nap. Max was already craving another round with Kayla.
	"Mmmm Angel, I want to fuck you over and over again. You and your sister both, precious cutie." Max whispers into Angel's ear. Angel moans softly at his touches, that personal intimate sort of loving attention was something she always really liked, perhaps more than rough sex with no flavor to it, something so many horny perverts relished in all too often. Angel preferred flourish and finesse to her lovemaking. She enjoyed cuddling and intimacy, foreplay of all sorts stirred her senses. Angel blushed and just let him touch her as she pleased, panting very softly, her little folds dripping juice from her vast excitement. All his loving words really excited her. Angel squirmed her legs due to his lewd touches and looked at him with her lazy eyes, blushing very bright-red with a smirk upon her cheek.
	"Mhh...I want you to fuck me again...." she mutters ever-so-softly, catching onto Max's musky scent, growing increasingly aroused in his presence and his enticing proximity.	
	"Good girl." Maxwell replies. He kisses Angel's snout, tickling her nose and muzzle with his whiskers. Max scoots closer to her, sliding his erect cock against the exposed surface of her pink slit as he uses a thumb-paw to keep Angel spread wide, prodding her clit teasingly. He rubs his dick against her inner thigh and continues to caress her body with rich passion.
	"Let me hear you beg for my fat dick again, darling Angel. I can't wait to cum in you over and over again, you are so... fucking... sexy..."
	"Nhhh..." Angel squirms slightly, growing really excited, spreading her legs wide for him, exposing her cute little hole, fully prepared and ready to take all of him. She scoffs and rolls her eyes, reminding Maxwell of Kayla just a bit. Perfectly adorable, in other words.
	"I don't need to beg." She smiles and blushes with sassy exuberance. She slides a wandering hand-paw down her torso and uses two small fingers to spread her vixen twat-lips wide, so very naughty and inviting. 
	"You don't have to be embarrassed, I know you can't hold yourself back very much, so I don't need to beg for you. If anything, I think you're the one begging for me plenty enough in this situation."
	Angel, a vixen girl who played all the right cards.
	Max snickers, curling his brow while looking deep into Angel's face, impressed with her overly-sassy demeanor and articulate wisdom, even at such a young age. He feels as if he may have underestimated her a bit. Hopefully he can make up for his unfair behavior. 
	"Hot damn. You are a cruel little devil of a vixen, in all the right ways. Sassy little shit, so what if I can't hold myself very much? Can I help it, being surrounded by the finest-ass female company a dirty old shepcoon like myself could ask for? I think you may get fucked extra-hard for that now, my dear Angel girl... and I thought Kayla was sassy. You two are most certainly related, no doubt!"
	Max places his body down over hers, adjusting his erection accordingly to penetrate the sexually stimulating young vixen girl once again, to drive his knot deep into her nether-regions and pump his girth into darling Angel, stretching her swollen bruised young pussy out even wider than earlier. Max can hardly hold his pre from dripping a small trail along the bedsheets as he dreams of knotting Angel, maybe even draining his nuts entirely into her womb, her young sexy canine uterus. Max presses his tongue against Angel's neck and slides it slowly up her jawline, along her cheek, against her muzzle, between her eyes and along the ridge of her temple, lapping at her brow tenderly. He kneels down in front of her spread-legged invitation and forces himself entry into her extremely-tight vixen pussy, scraping his tip against her tiny exposed clitoris, promoting clitoral stimulation, feeling her warmth envelop the ridges of his swollen thick dog-dick like a tiny vacuum, apt to milk him dry of all his sperm if he didn't end up fainting in the process beforehand. He thrusts balls-deep into her tantric hot sex and grunts and snarls with aggression as Angel bites down on his nipple and sucks hard, clawing her fingertips down his back, dragging her nails through his thick matted shepcoon back fur.
	"Holy fucking shit, your pussy is so exquisite in every way. Take my fucking dick, little Angel girl. Oooh, fuck YES, you are so deliciously tight, I love making you squirm from my dick sliding into you. I want you to feel every single inch of my dick. Fucking feel me fuck you senseless, cute lil' vixen." Max whispers into Angel's ear softly, joyful and ecstatic, feeling her chest rub against his, her tiny firm nipples scrape against his own pierced shepcoon nipples, producing a glorious friction. Max cannot get enough, enjoying the splendor of Angel's absolute arousal and welcome openness to take him all the way past his knot, even willing to go balls-deep again. He loves how warm and creamy-white she feels in his lap, silky like fine velvet cloth, even when he thrusts his cum-filmed knot so deep into her, holding her thighs spread wide with his hand-paws anchored beneath them while moaning aloud, exerting hot air against Angel's earlobe. Max lightly feels her tail tickle his balls and his arousal skyrockets as he speeds up his thrusting, hoisting Angel upright from the bed onto her back, straddling her upon his lap, legs pressed up against his chest. He licks at her ankles as he fucks her in a splendid display of rigorous sexual intensity, knelt on the bed. Kayla's sleeping body jiggles a little, rocking along with the humps and thumps of Max driving his big canine cock into her kid sister's adorable young vixen-snatch. Her soft squeals and moans of wanton desire echoes through the bedroom and the tavern below as Max returns her bliss with his own grunts and soft snarls of lust, craving every follicle of white fur upon her gorgeous vixen-girl body.	
	The passion was all very intense, so much so that Angel begins moaning a bit louder than usual, which is quite unusual. She holds on tight to the messy bed sheets, letting Maxwell fuck her as deep as he can reach. She moans adorably with her insides stretched to embrace his length as the bed squeaks aloud from Max fucking Angel roughly upon it. 
	Angel closes her eyes and finally allows herself to let go, completely lost to the orgasmic feeling of their love making.
	"mmhh....nhh!!" she moans and mumbles. Max holds Angel in place upon his lap, legs wrapped tight around his hips. He nudges himself close to a nearby wall and pins Angel up against it, surface warm and fuzzy, adorned with a large decorative quilt. He brushes a stray blue-hued lock of shimmering hair from her brow and with her body hoisted against his, slides his warm erect dog-dick into her spread vixen cunt, dripping wet with anticipation. He humps slow and steady, gliding his erection into her tight meaty folds, growing ever-aroused by her insatiable vaginal clenching and the cloying scent of her youthful arousal, a sweet tangy smell that drives his sexual appetite to a whole new level.
	"Mmmm, fuck you feel good, I love shoving this thick cock into your amazing tight cunt, beautiful little one, fuck yes you're so adorable, precious Angel. I love fucking such a tight young vixen girl. Mmmnf! Fuck, take my fucking knot, darling!" Max exclaims. He grunts and shivers, curling his head inward to suck on Angel's ear piercings as he plunges his bulbous knotted penile base into Angel's quivering cum-slicked vaginal folds, enraptured by her scrumptious tightness, overjoyed by how tight her pussy clenches hold of his entire dick, only to refuse letting go easily.
	"God, fuck yes, your pussy feels incredible!!" Max brushes his nose against hers, licking her chin tenderly as he fucks the absolute hell out of Angel against her own bedroom wall right next to her sleeping older sister. Neither Max nor Angel have any idea how late it is and care not, for their entire worlds are now conjoined, circulated around Maxwell's irresistible penetrating shepcoon charm and Angel's silent but deadly seductive vixen tsundere pleasure. Max slides his bristly warm shepcoon tongue against the ridges of Angel's petite footpaws, kissing her toes and ankles as he continues to thrust himself into Kayla's adorable shy promiscuous soft-spoken sister. He rolls his thumb-paw over her clitoris in stimulating circular motions, pinching her nipple with lewd repetition as Max pounds his fat throbbing dog-cock so fucking deep into Angel, wet sounds of raw squelching slaps echo from below mixed with Kayla's light snoring and Angel's super-cute moans of raw uninhibited pleasure. Max licks her toes and presses her foot against his cheek as his thrusts speed up thoroughly, feeling an incredible sensation of tingling bliss forming in his groin. 
	Angel moans much loader than usual, which is still gradually silent. She whimpers a bit as she winces uncomfortably, feeling a bit of pain at first due to the rough stretching of her insides. Max stretches her groin from the awkward dominant wall-pressed pose. Angel receives a bit of a sprain in her hamstrings but it subsides quickly with enough repetitive thrusting. Angel lay still with her eyes closed and tongue propped out, letting her body be used and abused as much as Max saw fit. She softly presses her toes against his face and rubs his fluffy lightly cheek tufts, pawing away at his dangling dreadlocks with her toes like a kitten pawing at a ball of yarn.
	The bedroom is flooded with mattress squeaks from the Kitsune sister's bed, the clapping of pelvic thrusts and childlike feminine moans from Angel emanating out into the open space of the tavern's upstairs bedroom chamber, accompanied by snarls and moans of lust from Maxwell. The vixen girl's moaning starts pleasurable at first, quickly turning painful on a whim. Max quits thrusting and pauses long enough to recognize Angel's lack of sexual reciprocation. He feels bad for getting carried away with the girl and her frail youthful body. Clearly he's putting her through way too much.
	"Oooh dang, my bad. Sorry, dear love, allow me to adjust your leg a bit, darling... hang on, it'll be ok." Max says, pausing mid-thrust for a moment, feeling his dick squeezed snug tight by Angel's warm wet slippery young vixen-puss wrapped firm around his girth like a cocksleeve, a true vixen onahole. Max kisses her toes in parting, holding onto her ankle as he slowly begins to lower it from his shoulder, taking great care not to stretch her leg any further in a crooked or unsavory manner. He wants to satisfy the poor girl, not punish her excessively. 
	As soon as Angel's leg gently reaches a safe zone of comfort, free from excess strain and overstretching, he allows himself to dead-drop straight back from the quilt-adorned wall, bouncing down hard onto the large cozy mattress that graces the Kitsune sister's shared bedroom. His dick pops free from Angel's red swollen dog-fucked pussy, leaking with runnels of shepcoon jizz in creamy white torrents. Max kneels down and slurps her wet cum-slicked cunt, tickling her clitoris with his whiskers while slipping his tongue as deep as he can afford to reach into her pink vixen cum-orifice, to siphon as much of his spunk as he could manage back out of her. Max's knotted dick leaks a small thin trail of mixed cum and estrus as he crawls over to Kayla, mouth full of his own warm creamy white spunk sucked free and still warm, drawn fresh from Angel's swollen reddened pussy. The air from outside maintains a crisp cool breeze as a hazy dawn arises from outside, morning at last. Max can't tell for sure, since the windows are covered with large thick velvet curtains, reflecting dark indigo hues with a light cream trim. Quite a lovely decorative option for their bedroom. 
	Max lays down besides Kayla and kisses her deep on her wet puckering lips, allowing his cum to leak into her mouth. Kayla moans in her sleep, nudged awake slightly as she appears to slowly drink, consume, act on gag-reflex impulse and swallow Max's jizz-wad. Her soft whimpers and trembling shivers give Max a rather quick phallic resurrection, reacting with a surprise boner, a sexual second-wind.
	When he finishes, he looks up at Angel and giggles at her masturbatory reaction to his sudden kinky act of snowballing her own sister in Kayla's sleep, a complete Somnophilia endeavor for the books.
	"Um, I'm sorry for stretching your leg so much earlier. I got carried away and acted out on a wicked impulse. I promise it'll never happen that violently again. Not from me or anyone else." Max swears upon his word. He rolls himself to the side of the mattress and lets his body sink into thick bedsheets. His erection pokes free, pink fleshy rod jutting upward, refusing to go flaccid easily. Max looks into Angel's hungry promiscuous turquoise-blue vixen-girl's eye, since her other is obstructed by her dangling long black hair, so thick and robust and gorgeous to gaze upon. Max beckons her to come closer to him and she heeded the call, immediately leaping onto his thighs.
	Max cranes his head up and drags his snout against her hair, inhaling deep, taking in the scent of the luscious tender vixen girl he straddles lovingly upon his lap, rubbing Angel's neck in a lust-driven massaging motion as he thrusts himself into her luscious wet vixen pussy knot-deep. Angel yelps as squeals as she perches down upon his lap like riding a rocking horse, tail wagging and toes clenching and spreading in orgasmic blissful reaction to Max's penile curves adapting to Angel's vaginal passageways in new and unique angles. Max rubs his hand-paws along her hips and up along her slender waist, dragging his paw-padded fingertips against a delicate fragile slender chest adorned with white soft fluffy tufts of vixen fur. He rubs at her small undeveloped breasts, feeling her sexy petite nipples drag against his leathery paw-padded palms, trembling and growing erect in reaction to his kinky foreplay.
	Max feels Kayla's body aimlessly flopping against his, still fast-asleep yet barely covered now, blankets yanked free during the entire wall-fucking escapade. Max can feel Kay's snoring breaths echo against her pillow, even smell a tiny hint of his own cum on her breath as she dozes and sleeps miraculously hard, surprised that his sex with Angel isn't waking her up right away. Maybe she was used to the idea of her kid sister getting fucked regularly by her boyfriends and such a clamor didn't affect her in the slightest? Max snickered at the idea, growing more erect over how kinky it all was, reminding himself of how lucky he was to settle on the Kitsune tavern to meet up with Ronnie.
	This whole encounter, it seems, has made the girls hornier than actually satisfying their needs.
	Angel wants more, she craves all of it. The thoughts of the whole scene, of everything going on, just makes her heat even stronger than ever. She wraps her arms around his slightly famished shepcoon torso and lays her face against his neck and shoulder, letting him play inside her young cub pussy all he wants. She was in a rather desperate need for some deep breeding and Maxwell was scratching her particular itch with grand expectations well-met.
	Kay continues to sleep peacefully even though her vagina and mouth are drenched with cum, testifying all the naughtiness going down under the Kitsune tavern's terra-cotta rooftop. 
	Angel moves her own puppy hips back and forth, helping Max with his penetration. Her adorable moans are muffled as her muzzle is pressing firm against his fur-tufted chest. Max growls as he ravages her succulent vixen pussy, clenching hold of her waist and gripping onto her thighs as he skewers Angel's youthful girl-slit moist, rocking with a rich fluid thrusting hip-swinging motion. He feels her damp wet snare-tight hot little cub-loli vagina snag his dick and suck him dry, practically vacuuming him of all his cum, leaving him no chance in hell to catch a breather.
	"Oh my fucking dammit, you're so fucking, fffucking hot, you're such a sexy little girl, you feel incredible, I love fucking you, gorgeous vixen, so sexy, so wet and erotic..." Max whispers in a low croupy voice as he continues to thrust himself into Angel, cradling her cute body in his firm grip, occasionally fondling her breasts or rubbing her earlobes, extra foreplay to enhance the lovemaking. 	
	She moans cutely, moaning ever-so-softly with one eye closed. Angel's brain was rushing with hormones at this point, affecting her entire body. She held onto the bedsheets with a firm clenching grip, continuing to allow Max to play with her all he wanted, which hopefully for her sake would be tons more, since she didn't want him to stop.
	Meanwhile, Kay rested peacefully next to them both with a big open smile that widened and shrank as she breathed, a goofy dream-grin.
	Max nears a fresh new climax when he hears a very faint sound of tinkling glass from downstairs, brushing it off as a mere echo from outside. He presses Angel down firmly into the bed's coverlets, pinning her down hard against comfy insulated mattress springs while pressing his weight into his hips, watching as his knot slips rapidly in and out of her swollen tight young vixen pussy, stretching her vulva with his knot brushing against her clitoris while he penetrates her by force over and over, pinning her down into her own bed, dominating Angel's sexy vixen body with each raunchy cum-dripping thrust. His humps increase in speed and strength, becoming nearly feral in nature, as he thrusts into her buck-wild with reckless abandon.
	"OH FUUUUUUCK I'M GONNA CUM IN YOU BABY!!! UUUUMMNNNGGOOAAAAHD, TAKE ME!!"
	Max's eye rolls back into his head and he squeezes Angel's cute buttocks as he feels his orgasm discharge into her needy wet vagina, a swift delivery of cum rope after heated creamy white cum rope fired into her drippy wet estrus-smothered sex.
	A glass shattered from downstairs, a far cry from a mere tinkling sound. Max craned his head towards the staircase leading down to the open bar area, staring with fraught confusion.
	"What in the hell was that??" Max asked himself. He looked down into Angel's curious face and kissed her cheek as he pulled out from her pussy, feeling his knot break free from a spongy fleshy vice-snug grip. Max tucked Angel into bed alongside Kayla and used one of his socks to clean the excess cum free from her crotch, kissing her cheek tenderly as he settled her down a bit, wiping his own cock clean.
	"Stay here with your sister, under the covers, for safety. I'm going downstairs to check things out. That sound might have just been a bird hitting a window or something but I don't really think so. Stay quiet up here and I'll be right back shortly, okay?" Max says, kissing Angel's forehead, looking into her beautiful blue eyes. 
	"Oh my God, you are such an amazing young vixen girl. I promise that after this is settled, I'll come back up and impregnate your sister in her sleep, maybe while licking you clean, sucking my jizz from your ravaged young kitty. Sounds pleasant enough, eh?" Max clicks his tongue with flirtatious fun.
	"Hang tight, Angel."
	"Don't be gone too long." Angel says. Max smiles and nods, dragging an X-shape against his chest with crossed finger-paws.	Angel pants softly, catching her breath, completely exhausted. As she gets tucked into bed by Max, she scoots over and hugs Kayla, pressing their bodies close together. She caresses her sister's tummy and lays her head between her neck and shoulder. That sight alone was able to make anyone hard again, but both girls were already passed out so any further pleasure could wait.
	Max pulls a clump of bedsheets up and over both Kayla and Angel to keep them covered and well-hidden as he crouches down to reach into his pants pocket for a small switchblade, a petite weapon of choice but nevertheless deathly effective in the hands of a pro assassin. Maxwell takes no chances as he slowly creeps down the staircase in the buff, holding the unraveled switchblade in his hand-paw, alert and apt to lash out at an unsuspecting vagrant, maybe even a thief attempting to break into the tavern's lone cash register, rupturing the Kitsune family business with ease. Not tonight. Max wouldn't stand for any of that nonsense.
	He peeks around the corner to see who or what caused such a ruckus.
	Max glances upon the cohort he'd meant to meet up with earlier, a slender raccoon named Ronnie. The youthful ringtail is meticulously mixing a drink together in a pint glass. Max identifies the different types of liquor as the prelude to a fresh new Kitsune Kicker. He scoffs and smacks his hand-paw down flat upon the bar counter surface, startling Ronnie nearly to death, causing his glasses to knock crooked, bent askew upon his snout.
	"GAAH! Jeez, ya goddam shepcoon fucker, y'all nearly gave me a heart atta-"
	Max rushes Ronnie and places his hand-paw flat against the lanky anthro trash panda's belligerent loud procyonid mouth, silencing him immediately. Ronnie's arms drop down to his hips with all drink-mixing efforts rejected at once. A creaking sound emanates from upstairs and Ronnie's brows curl upward as he pries Max's gripping palm from his thin lithe procyonid muzzle, eyes averted upwards, magnified by the glasses he wore upon the bridge of his nose.
	"W-Wait, who else is here besides us, shepcoon?"
	"You wouldn't believe me if I told you in six different languages. Just come upstairs with me and see for yourself. You'll probably shit a brick or two. I know I nearly did when I first arrived."
	"Wait, why are you so out of breath? And your dreads, why are they so tousled? Max. Dude. You and I have been through a lot, brother. A lot. We've seen the best and the worst of things, wouldn't you agree? The best and the worst of so many different fucking things, dog."
	"Sure, I guess." Max replies uneasily, slowly veering back up the staircase, guiding Ronnie along closely behind his tail. Max wonders how Ronnie would react to seeing his partner in crime completely nude and drenched in Kitsune sibling spunk. Ronnie scoffs and shakes his head, glancing up at Max.
	"Okay, so with that said, why in fuck's name are you nude? Bro, why are you freaking bare-assed naked and- oh wait. Hang on, is that..."
	Max glances down and sees what Ronnie had already noticed - cum stains all over Max's groin, various dampened spots of sheer feminine moisture upon his chin and brow, resting prominently near his inner thigh region. A very sloppy visual aftermath indicator. Ronnie gasps and closes his agape mouth with his own palm, staring at Max through large wire-frame glasses that magnify his jaded teal-green eyes, flooded with shock and inquisitiveness. Max and Ronnie stand perfectly still on top of the staircase for a while, reflecting in a flood of inner-thought. Ronnie finally drives a wedge into the potent silence.
	"You fucked them, didn't you?" Ronnie asks Max as casually as one inquiring upon the weather. Max chuckles and shrugs, inching his shoulders up to his neck and blowing a tiny raspberry from between his lips, tongue slightly protruded for comic relief. Ron exhales a large sigh through his bulbous raccoon nose while frowning at Maxwell the way a stern mother frowns at her undisciplined meddlesome child after acting out of line.
	"Sweet Jesus, shepcoon, you were meant to approach this tavern and ask them questions. Questions, man. Y'know, diagnose the situation by verbal conduct, see what they know so we can corroborate with what we know? Cover any loose ends, remember? You were assigned to talk to them, not fuckin' impregnate them or whatever the actual fuck you did already. Son of a bitch."
	"Just wait, Ron. You haven't even seen them yet, little buddy. Into the bedroom we go. They're probably both asleep, so stay close behind and don't make a freaking peep, ya dig?"
	"Like a shovel, boss."
	Max smiles and nods. He slowly and gently opens the bedroom door and lets Ronnie into the Kitsune sister's bedroom, slipping in like a predator on the prowl for fresh virgin meat to ravage. Max closes the door behind him and hears an all-too-familiar slurping sound almost at once. He turns around and gazes upon Ronnie already knelt in front of two very gorgeous and very naked young related anthro sisters, one a folf and the other a straight pure-white vixen. Ronnie spares no expense, yanking the bedsheets down to reveal the girls fully. He observes their youthful elegance, their slim nude cub-loli bodies and all the splotches of shepcoon cum that now stains their most private bodily regions. The sight drives Ronnie bat-shit haywire with a blend of bitter envy and raw arousal. He snickers and lowers his head to shove his tongue into Kayla's exposed vaginal orifice, slurping her pussy in her sleep. Ronnie eats Kayla's pussy like a bear to honey. Max is hardly surprised to see how passionate his partner and cohort is, lapping freely at her exposed pink vulva while sniffing at Angel's soiled panties. Max flicks Ronnie's ear hard, interrupting him.
	"Gah, what the hell? You told me to be fucking quiet..."
	"I did, lame-brain. Back then. For now, I don't see any reason to maintain that God-awful silence. We're in a well-insulated bedroom above a very firm-built foundation, believe me. We can scream and shout for hours and nobody will hear a peep but you, me... and these two delicious beauties."
	Ronnie glances at Max with dawning realization illuminating his eyes.
	"You thinkin' what I'm thinkin', shepcoon?"
	"Eiffel Tower?" Max replies.
	"Fuck yes. You want the mouth, the pussy or the ass?"
	"I'll fuck her mouth, why don't you settle for the pussy? Or ass, whatever. Point is, quite simply: you deserve some sweet release, little buddy. Fortunately we've found the perfect place for that."
	Ronnie giggle-snorts, sounding obnoxious and dumb to Max.
	"Which one first, the young white-furred one or the older, uh... grey-furred one? Or is she the oldest?" Ronnie asks, pointing at Angel. Max smacks his forehead, slightly frustrated.
	"Ronald, with all due respect, you are very misinformed." Max says with dry sarcasm. He points to Kayla, then Angel.
	"She's the oldest and that's her younger sister. Kayla and Angel Kitsune. Two delicious young sweet peas in the very same pod. They run this business together and live right here, in this upstairs loft. No word on guardians or family yet, though I suspect they only have each other. Don't you, girls?" Max says with reluctance, questioning the girls both about their ownership.
	Ronnie's tail wags excitedly. He licks his chops and places his head down between Kayla's spread thighs, rousing her from a brief moment of sleep with his tongue slathering the ringlets of her zesty young shepcoon-abused tailhole. Ronnie feels his dick grow hard over the pungent youthful scent of Angel's creamy warm hormones, growing ever-more apt to fuck her for a week straight.
	"If they only have each other, then this will be the sexiest lay we've ever had, won't it?"
	"Speak for yourself, fuck-O."
	"Ha! I fuckin' knew it!" Ronnie exclaims, just loud enough to cause both girls to rouse from their brief sustained periods of peaceful relaxed slumber. Both girls look at Max and Ronnie with lazy eyes. Kayla sits up with a yawn, rubbing her eyes. She is surveying them both with a cute little smile, morning glory, freshly roused in the glowing rays of a rising sun, a beckoning dawn. 
	"Hi Max, did you bring a friend?" Kayla asks, blushing a bit. Angel smiles wide as well, hiding it a little behind her hand while hiding half of her face behind Kayla nervously. Both Kitsune sisters smile light, probably already making out so many imaginative plans the two anthro men have for them both.
	"Yeah, I guess you can call him that - a friend." Max says, flicking Ronnie's ear playfully. Ron waves Max's hand-paw aside and clears his throat, brushing his hair back away from his brow, almost knocking his own glasses off his face.
	"Um, hello there. I'm Ronnie, Max's newest working partner. We were sent to find you girls and ask you questions about recent Neon City-based allegations, but... I think Max decided to take things a bit further than intended, didn't he? Judging by all these damn cum-stains, anyways."
	Max chuckles and dives head-first between Angel's cute spread vixen-girl legs, poking his snout against her exposed pussy. He immediately shoves his tongue into her slit and rubs his lips against her clitoris as Maxwell eats Angel's creamy young vagina out, grabbing hold of her thighs while keeping her legs spread wide and planted comfy in place on his head.
	"Max always talked about how sexy you were but I never could've imagined just how truly remarkable you actually are in real life. Has he, um... fucked you already?" Ronnie asks Kayla, hooking a thumb-paw towards Maxwell, now drowning in Angel's vaginal secretions, pinching the young girl's nipples teasingly. Ronnie grunts and yanks his clothing free from his body, revealing a robust lean ring-tail's body with a sizeable erection and a common raccoon fur pattern. He crawls onto the large bed and lays down besides Kayla, brushing her long robust hair free from her face and gently feeling her up. He places his snout against her nape and inhales deep, taking in the scent of her potent hormones. He is immediately turned on by Kayla Kitsune's distinctive folf-girl influence, so arousing to him.
	"Mmm, you feel soft and warm. You also smell nice. I can see why Max would waste no time fucking your cute sexy young whore brains out." Ronnie licks Kayla's cheek and thrusts his raccoon dick against her butt, grinding between her thighs with teasing persistence, prolonging the inevitable.
	"Would you like to take my dick, sexy little folfess? I bet I can fuck you harder than Maxwell already did... a LOT harder. I can probably make you squirt hands-free for me, wanna give it a try?"	
	Angel spreads her legs a bit wider for Max as soon as he starts playing with her again, even humping a little bit in place by force of habit, sliding her pussy lips against his slurping mouth. She lays back, moaning cutely as she glances over at Ronnie, paying attention to what he says while allowing Max to play to his full extent. Kayla looks at Ronnie with her ears perked up, bearing a little smile. Angel knew this was exciting and knowing they would have a big sexy night full of passionate encounters with her sister being fucked next to her nevertheless - it was all so incredibly arousing to her.
	When Ronnie begins touching Kayla, she giggles and addresses him directly. 
	"Mmm! You like what you see, right?" She shakes her butt from side to side a bit, teasing him mercilessly. Ronnie's nose is dangerously close to bleeding out as he nods with excitement.
	"You got undressed so much faster than Max did when he got here, jeez. Horny much?" Kayla asks Ronnie with a vibrant hysterical laugh. Kayla rolls over and pushes against Ronnie a bit so he lays back. She sits on his belly with her knees to both sides of his body, teasing him with her hot moist sex pressed softly against his belly. She puts her petite hands on his chest and smirks. 
	"I want to take your dick, yes! Just like this! C'mon, let's see if you can do me harder than Max!" Kayla says with a burst of daring bold resolve. Maxwell grins with devious intent as he nibbles on Angel's cute pink firm clitoris, tongue-fucking the vixen girl's pussy with his arm stretched upward, gently caressing her neck as he feels his erection drip pre-cum, inhaling deep and breathing in Angel's lewd aroused scents.
	"Damn, Max! I really do like what I see before my eyes. Huh, guilty as charged. Max, you didn't say just how damn... sexy they would be! Even the little one has her own tiny bit of sexual energy intact. Don't you, little girl?" Ronnie says as he leaned in to lick Angel's cheek, kissing her neck with lust as he watched Max scarf her pussy out from one corner of his side-vision. Ronnie gasps for air, cloying in the scent of raw sex. He inhales and whoops aloud with a small cheer. Ronnie's widened eyes gaze upon Kayla Kitsune's slender petite young body again, cum spots dried and wiped clean. Ronnie gasps at Kayla's sudden moves, feeling slightly awkward being put in place so soon in front of Max and Angel. He inhales deep and chooses to take it easy, nice and steady, no need to rush things.
	"Oooh, damn! You're so lightweight! That's perfect..." Ronnie says, reaching up to grasp hold of Kayla's thighs. "That means I'll be able to fuck you even harder than I originally thought I could. Brace yourself, little slut. You're about to get fucked so hard, you'll practically be begging for my dick-"
	Max smacks Ronnie's forehead, hard. "Asshole, don't call her that. She has a name."
	"Oh, who died and made you her father? Chill out, dude. These girls are fucking thirsty, clearly." Ronnie snickers, bopping a wrist against Max's shin. 
	"C'mon Kayla, let's see if I can, in fact, out-fuck your ol' fuckbuddy Maxwell. Right here and now. I'm certain I can. Be mine, little girl."
	Max rolls his eye and slides his tongue up Angel's shivering orgasm-riled young body, lips meeting in an elegant kiss. Max watches Ronnie straddle Kayla on his lap as he lays down beside Angel, using just enough passive-aggressive force to molest her by fingering her pussy with his erection prodding teasingly at her tailhole. Angel's pussy is fully exposed and nearly crusted over with shepcoon jizz, which Max begins to rub away with a nearby bedsheet. He kisses the girl's forehead as he tidies her up a bit in preparation for another deep rough knotted kinky fuck session.
	"Ready for me, naughty little folf-girl? I hope so, I hope you've come prepared to take all of my fat dick in your slutty underage young pussy." Ronnie snarls, talking into Kayla's ear as he bounces her on his lap, holding hands and feeling his slim raccoon dick pound and prod mercilessly into her warm wet heated miraculously tight pussy."
	"Fuck-head, do you not listen?!" Max hollers at Ronnie, who reacts with a carefree shrug. He groans and reaches up to squeeze and fondle at Kayla's small breasts, rotating his gangly raccoon thumb-paws against her rigid firm aroused nipples. He gropes at her breasts then reaches out to wrap his hand-paws around Kayla's neck, pinning her down in place to fuck her faster and harder while he gets off excessively hard to her gasping moans and high-pitched aroused squeals. Ronnie has nothing but love and respect for a mad-kinky bitch who enjoys receiving rough sex from others.
	"Oh yeah, take that dick, cutie! Take all my fucking dick, I know Max only prepared you for me. You still feel so fucking tiiiiiiiight, little folf-girl. I hope you like getting bred by the likes of me, I'm ready to squirt a few cubs into your womb. Ready to be a mommy for me, delicious little sssssslut?" Ronnie says, raising Kayla's chin up so he can lick at her snout teasingly, feeling her vagina clench tightly around the girth of his erection, milking the raccoon dry of all his pent-up jizz.
	Max threatens to smack him upside his head again for the crude insulting term he unleashes upon Kayla and Ronnie flinches away from his reach.
	"Okay, I'm sorry! She isn't a slut, she's an angel! There, is that better?"
	"No, moron! THIS is Angel!" Max grunts, pulling some of Angel's long black hair back from her face to kiss her forehead and lick her cheek. 
	"Her name is Kayla." Max says, pointing at Ronnie's subject of complete arousal. 
	"Kayla, dude! GET THESE TWO RIGHT."
	Ronnie winces and growls low and defensive as his thrusts speed up into triple-time speed and he wraps his fuzzy arms around Kayla's neck, groping her close to his body and face as he fucks her with absolute reckless abandon, a mad-crazy engine block running on overdrive. Maxwell watches his cohort and partner in crime engage in rough passionate hot sex with Kayla, watches as she rocks along with his hips and smashes pelvises together. He hears loud wet smacking sounds echoing from between Kayla's spread legs and immediately feels a deep horrific pang of jealousy form in his core. He dismisses the notion and opts to ram his fat knotted shepcoon dick into Angel's spread-wide saliva-stained pussy, to embrace her tender warmth and creamy delightful smooth tightness once again and potentially non-stop.
	Max and Ronnie exchange a very brief flashing glimpse at each other in the midst of their mutual lovemaking sessions, one that speaks clearly of their luck and swift fortune in seeking out Kayla and Angel Kitsune. The bed creaks with loud obnoxious repetition as both pairs of age-differing sex partners have at it with each other. Ronnie feels a tickling numb sensation form in his vascular tube, recognizing damn-well his momentary explosive internal orgasm is on its way very soon and he might not afford to get a chance to pull out before ejaculating deep and hard inside Kayla Kitsune. The girls both just let Max and Ronnie play with them as they pleased, for they were enjoying themselves too much and got fully immersed in the role of being hot fuck-savvy sex pets for them both. Kayla looks into Ronnie's eyes daringly with a brash confident smirk as she grinds against his humps, smacking against him fully each time, feeling his length reach all the way up into her overly-sensitive womb. Between moans and pants of rich abundant pleasure, Kayla speaks aloud with total confidence.
	"Hah...hah... oh come one, ya pussy, you ain't got shit on my shepcoon. Sorry but Max still wins!" Kayla says, clearly lying and trying him on for good measure. "I want you to fill my insides with cum, all that you got, just enough to make Max really jealous of us."
	Angel, as always, remains deathly silent, letting out soft quiet moans as she is continuously toyed with. When Max leans into her cheek, she tilts her face in order to kiss his mouth, which she does immediately, planting a soft amateur loving peck on his cheek. A kiss bestowed by a pup about half his size. Angel gladly spreads her cute legs for him, letting Max enter inside and play in her all he wanted.	
	"Not if I! CAN! HELP! IT! FUCK! FUCK! TAKE IT, BITCH!! I! WON'T! LOSE!!!" Ronnie hollers, thrusting upward with mad-crazy speed into Kayla's pussy, filling the room with the dirty clamoring sounds of genital slapping, rough and rigorous. Ronnie curls his body like a bat and gnaws down upon one of Kayla's breasts, nibbling at her nipple, licking her areola, swirling his tongue against her exposed tit as his dick escalates into pure raw ecstasy. He hoists her body up and spins Kayla around entirely, twirling her down upon her back in bed. Ronnie slides into Kayla's needy vagina in a missionary position, licking and sucking on her neck with luscious predatory passion as he gropes her hips and slams his trembling stiff erect dog-cock deep inside Kayla's spread-wide folf-girl pussy, grunting and moaning aloud, feeling a climax nearing. Ronnie slides his tongue up her chest and eventually meets her mouth, licking her chin with abundant desire. 
	"I hope you're ready to take me in your slutty young fuck-hole next, ANGEL PRINCESS CUTIE PIE! I'm cumming for ya, darling little tramp."
	Maxwell strokes himself off as he licks his lips clean of Angel's estrus, sliding his cock into her waiting yearning stretched-wide pussy. Max stares into Angel's eyes as he penetrates her once again, witnessing the vixen girl's shifting facial expressions, her wincing jerks and her pleasured straining, the gritting of teeth, the daze of pure raw sexual inhibition. He slides his shaft into her clenching tight warm moist vaginal chasm and moans aloud, wrapping his hand-paws around her ankles while keeping her legs spread wide as he pounds into her with missionary intensity, causing bedsheets to come undone in scattered heaps all over again.
	"We'll see about that, fuck-o..." Max says as he sneers at Ronnie, averting his eye to Angel. Max courted her with a fatherly expression of modest romance as his heart sung out with joy, finding himself lost deep within Angel's fetching blue eyes. He kisses Angel's forehead once, a quick peck.
	"Are you okay, sweetheart? Do you want me to slow down?"
	Both Max and Ronnie thrust and plow their erect dicks into the Kitsune sisters, both grunting and moaning aloud, both talking absolutely dirty naughty lewd filth directly into their ears as Max and Ronnie engage in rich coitus with Angel and Kayla Kitsune, a stunning foursome.  Angel moans quietly, looking up at Max with her glowing blue eyes. She shakes her head very softly, letting out a cute smile with a face full of timid blush. Angel wants him to go with her as he pleases, lending her little body to him for the name of total absolute pleasure and satisfactory fulfilment. 
	Kayla ventures into the rough side now, moving her hips around with Ronnie's aggressive humping motions, massively enjoying the session of hardcore fucking from both guys. Seeing her sister right next to her being penetrated didn't help with Kayla's scorching heat, the sight only made her hornier, which in turned made her juices flow prominently out of her, splashing everywhere in the midst of Ronnie's lewd plowing. She extends her hand and her little sister does the same as Kayla and Angel Kitsune hold hands together in a loving embrace, a pure wholesome display of sisterhood, love, and trust, even immersed within rigorous coitus.	
	Angel simply melts at the sight of her sister enjoying herself. The young vixen girl's heart swells with love and compassion for Kayla and as Max feels his orgasm squirt into Angel's warm wet vaginal orifice, Angel reaches up and grabs Kayla's fuzzy whiskered muzzle. Kayla licked at Angel's fingertips while riding Ronnie like a total pro, drenching his groin in damp moisture. Ronnie moans aloud and wraps his arms around Kayla's waist, hanging on for dear life as he thrusts into her mercilessly. He never wants to stop fucking the adorable young folf-girl, not even after he'd ejaculated a month's supply of pent-up raccoon jizz deep inside her. Max and Ronnie exchange a very brief glance, one that screams victory and justice and satisfaction. The Kitsune sisters are practically hugging and kissing each other while Max and Ronnie feel their erections drained dry deep within the girl's vaginal folds. Angel's tail wraps around Max's hips, keeping him close, while Ronnie's lap is filled with exquisite folf-girl sexiness.
	Max and Ronnie exchange a high-five clap, proclaiming their beneficial presence amongst Angel and Kayla Kitsune.
	"Best date night ever."
	"Best interrogation ever."
	Max and Ronnie lock eyes and nod in mutual agreement, making the Kitsune sisters giggle. 
	Outside, a rising sun casts an eternal morning glow upon the Neon City, illuminating a futuristic cybernetic metropolis with twinkling golden glowing warmth. The city awakens officially, springing to vast efficient life just as Max and Ronnie fall asleep, nestled in the warm embrace of Kayla and Angel Kitsune. The tavern remains closed for the duration of the day so Angel and Kayla can rest and recuperate from an entire evening of nonstop sex with their latest patrons and finest captors.

	END... for now?