Okay, since Blackjack88 seems to be the only one who know why Mister Jackson needs to talk to the new weretigress Claire Robertson...
While Nate Anderson and his boyfriend Alex Ramsey, let alone Eric Anderson and his girlfriend Cassie O'Sullivan were "studying", Ben Twist was doing some serious work of his own.
"That's it stud! Harder! Faster! Deeper!" cried the woman on all fours as the horny werewolf kept ramming his hard lupine rod in and out of her hot cunt.
Their date had been a complete surprise when he received the text message at school earlier that day, for Ben honestly thought she had to work, but was more than willing to experience some ♫Afternoon Delight♫ and enjoy some hot sex with a VERY willing partner.
"You like this, don't you?" Ben asked, grasping her hips with his paws and finding the leverage to drive himself in even deeper.
"Ooohhhh yessss..." she cried, for his top knot was already well into her vagina, and she had no intention of releasing it any time soon.
Both were in their fursonas in a private place and could fully experience the passion they wished to share without fear of being discovered. Whether it was normal human lust or a were's more hyper libido, the end result was still the same. They would continue to have sex and enjoy each other's company until either both were completely sated, an accomplishment that still seemed very far off at the moment, or Ben's dick broke off in her pussy.
"That's... it... stud...," she started panting. "Keep... fucking... me... like... crazy..." she demanded, reaching down with one paw to start teasing her extended and wet clit even as Ben reached up to cup her breasts in his paws and start playing with her hard nipples.
Maintaining the rhythm, let alone the strong thrusts, was starting to take its toll on Ben's stamina. How long have we've already been at it this afternoon, let alone how many times does this make now? Five? Six? She's insatiable, but if this is the end, what a way to go... he thought, even as he continued diving his hot rod as deeply into his partner as he could manage. "I'm—"
"DO IT!" she demanded, even as she felt a fresh load of pussy juice flood her vagina from a new orgasm.
With that, Ben started experiencing his own orgasm as he released a big batch of werewolf cum into the hungry cunt of Anna O'Sullivan.
Satisfied, for the moment, the older werewolf twisted (no pun intended) around on his lupine cock until she was facing Ben, for the top knot would not slip out of her cunt until his penis relaxed, and pulled her younger lover against her furry body.
"You are one hell of a fuck," said Anna, kissing him muzzle to muzzle.
"You are too," replied Ben, after they broke the kiss, for the moment.
"Are you sure you're not going to get into trouble for leaving work early today?" Ben asked her, even as he felt her cunt muscles continue to massage his cock even as he was massaging her breasts to keep both of them somewhat stimulated.
"No. While there is no way we can do this every day, I told the zoo officials I was sick and needed to go home early," said the professional vet. "What I didn't tell them was that only you had the cure for what ailed me," added Anna, as she started running her paws up and down Ben's furry back. "Ever since Cassie fell in love and started fucking her new boyfriend Eric Anderson on a regular basis, it's been like a dam's burst inside me and now I can't get enough sex either. Before that, I thought I was okay with being a lonely widow, since I had her to raise, but now..."
"Well, since I'm the one who played matchmaker and hooked Cassie and Eric up in the first place, I don't mind helping you too," Ben said with a smile, before kissing Anna again. Although he was also seeing Sasha Myers, Ben didn't feel the least bit guilty cheating on the weretigress. Even if you could call it cheating, the two high school teenagers were just friends and fuck buddies. Besides, Sasha had a baby sitting gig this afternoon anyway. "But how did you find this place?" he asked, looking around at the cave they were in near the border of Moon Lake.
"My husband and his buddies used to use this place as a makeshift hunting lodge from time to time. It also made a nice den on romantic weekends," said the she-wolf, trying to keep the emotion out of her voice. "But enough of that," declared Anna O'Sullivan, as she suddenly moved.
The next thing Ben Twist knew, he was on the dirt floor of the cave with the she-wolf on top, looking hungrily at him with his lupine rod still deep within her cunt.
"Okay lover. My turn now. Hope you can keep up!" said Anna, as she started bouncing up and down on his cock.
Ben simply smiled as he grabbed her hips, leaned his muzzle forward to suckle on a breast, and started matching her thrust for thrust.