The light from the streetlamps stabs at the darkness through the ripped and rotted curtains. The orange light making her red fur shine like polished bronze. As I follow the white stripe down her bushy tail to her shining pink nethers I think, "What've I done to deserve this?"

My beautiful Francine. Her tail snakes out of the way as she rolls onto her back exposing her heaving breasts and giving me a better view of her glistening womanhood. Why in God's name such perfect example of squirrel beauty would choose to mate with a mutt like me is beyond my limited reasoning.

I wasn't at the club today. No, while she was stripping with nothing to protect her but an old barman with an empty shotgun, I was in Atlanta trying to be a fighter. And I wasn't at home, either. No, I left her alone in this slum without my iron fists, or more importantly, my steel pistols, to protect her. 

What have I done to deserve this? She is having a wet dream about me. She is wetting in her sleep, writhing and moaning for her Dougie. Begging for her man to make her feel good. I have to oblige her.

I push her firm legs apart and lightly lick at her pussy. I don't want to wake her up right now, so I use the smooth bottom of my tongue instead of the rough topside. I gently flick her clit with my claw, as I push my tongue a little deeper into her delicious cunny. I start rubbing her tight little butthole as I shove my tongue even deeper into the recesses of my Frankie's glorious sex. 

She's grinding into me as she sleeps, pushing against my face with her cunny, and opening her butthole to me whenever I apply even the slightest pressure. I push my middle finger knuckle-deep in her anal hole, picking her up and wrapping my muzzle completely around her furry mound.

My reach is so deep in this postition that I can feel the entrance to her womb. Because she is asleep, and because that is a rather uncomfortable feeling if you're surprised with it, I don't penetrate. I only massage her cervix with the tip of my tongue as I play with her butthole and rub her nipples with my fingertips.

Her moans become louder, and her breathing quickens. I feel her insides beginning to twitch, so I know she's about to climax. I pull my tongue from her sex, and my finger from her butthole. I push her legs apart with my head and slide up her wonderful slender body as she instinctively wraps her big, fluffy tail around my body.

My manhood matches the rest of me. Big and hard and tall. I'm about three inches around, and ten long, before the knot. I've never been able to figure out how she takes all of me, being only four foot, ten inches herself. 

I place the tip of my manhood against her now sopping hole and press gently. The tip pops in, and the pressure is amazing. It takes all of my control to push slowly into her, riding the line between to little power thus not moving at all, and too much, driving through her cervix and scaring the hell out of her.

No. I want her to wake up slowly, gently. I want her to feel my warmth and my control, not my power or my size. Slowly I reach her womb. She is filled so completely that I can see my outline through her belly. She shows no discomfort. I kiss her, and gently bite her where her neck meets her shoulder. She moans awake.

"When'd you get home, baby?" She says drowzily.

"A lil while ago, Frankie." I tell her. "You was havin' such a nice dream, I thought I'd help you along."

"Finish me, please." She says before she kisses me deeply.

"How do you want it?"

"I need you now, Dougie." She says, almost begging. "Please," she kisses me again, "finish me."

I tell her, "I love you." as I pull out almost all the way, leaving only the very tip sitting on her lips.

I fall into her with all my weight, punching into her womb, driving her crazy. She screams and squeals as my knot begins to swell, rubbing her clit and G-spot raw. 

She wraps her legs around me as the knot swells to around the size of a baseball. It still goes in and out, in and out of her stretched cunny. She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls tight, lifting her entire body into the air. Each time I thrust, she swings back and forth, setting her deeper on my manhood than I've ever managed to get before. 

Finally, after I've swollen to around the size of a small coconut, we're tied together. She lets go and falls back on the bed, leaving me with the finish. I grasp the bed with my hands and rise up on the balls of my feet. 

I pull her as tight as I can, stretching her beautiful cunny just enough to make her feel it. Then, with all my strength I pull myself down with my arms, penetrating her womb, pushing deeper than I probably should. I do this quickly, making her grunt and groan gutterally with every movement.

"I'm close!." I tell her while gritting my teeth so tightly it hurts, trying to last just a little longer for her.

"Me too, Dougie," She says. "Do it. I need to...ugh!... feel you inside me!"

It wells up from deep inside me. I feel electricity from the pads of my feet to the crown of my head as I fill her with my cum. Her back arches strongly enough to pick me off of the bed. All of her weight rests on the heels of her feet and the crown of her head as her arms grab the empty air. Her eyes roll back in her head as she screams something I can't quite understand. 

She hold this position long enough that it makes me worried, but soon enough she's laying on her side, still tied belly-to-belly with me, embracing me and kissing me deeply. I reach down and squeez her belly, which is swollen from all the sperm inside her with nowhere to go.

"I love you, Frankie."

"I love you too, Dougie"

"I'm sorry I wasn't there today Frankie. Can you forgive me?"

She doesn't answer me.

"Frankie?" I ask worriedly. I look down and she is fast asleep, still tied with me. "I suppose that's a yes, then?" I slowly drift into darkness with her peaceful face always in my vision.