First and foremost: WELCOME BACK BLACKJACK88! Moon Lake missed you!
For those interested, "Peter's rage as he struggles to live and fight the truth" was our 750th Earth 2 episode!
Now then, while Peter Talbot is at least physically safe, let's backtrack and see how some of our other cast members are doing...
Considering that Moon Lake was a town of just over 6000 souls, news did not spread as quickly as one might expect.
Word of the cowardly attack against Peter Talbot was traveling faster than that of the blessed event experienced by Evan and Maggie Lawson, but both items were not yet common knowledge.
So...
William Anderson was driving his car to a secluded spot out in the forests of Moon Lake.
His wife Martha was sitting next to him, small noises of pleasure coming from his mate as she played with his "stick shift", if you know what I mean.
The happy couple were on their way to the Were Club, where anyone could let their fur down and hang out or indulge in what seemed to be were society's favorite past time: sex.
William and Martha had started swinging in college, long before the two of them got married, let alone brought their sons Nathaniel and Eric into the world. While still in their human forms at the moment, the couple were secure in their love for each other, strengthened mightily by the vulpine life/soul mate bond they shared as werefoxes. Although both of them sexually played with others either separately or together, in the end it was only each other that they finished each day.
Once there, they would meet Dawn and Douglas Hale, a fellow werefox couple, and who knew who else.
Martha had played with herself in eager anticipation of events to come to the point where one did not have to have a were's enhanced sense of smell to detect the strong odor of arousal coming from her.
However, she kept teasing her husband only to a point, never allowing him actual release.
"Honey. If you keep doing that, I'm gonna pull over and take you right here and now in the middle of the road!" warned William.
"You do and that will be the only time you get me tonight," she teased, while bringing her hand up to sniff and lick the pre-cum off her fingers.
MEANWHILE...
The gray furred with russet highlights werepanthress felt herself shudder in orgasmic bliss, and she hadn't even touched herself, let alone wasn't the direct object of the sex that was about to happen in her bedroom.
Eric Anderson let out a low growl of pleasure and anticipation as Frieda was orally worshiping his hard werepanther cock, standing proudly from its sheath in stark contrast to the white fur that comprised most of his body.
At the same time, the fingers of Frieda Knight's other paw were well covered in anal lube as she slowly and lovingly prepared her other friend/lover/mate's rear entry for the impending penetration of Eric's cock.
Spencer Lawson shivered in pleasure, from both the occasional teasing of her hybrid werepanther/wolf/cat clit by Frieda and in anticipation of what was to come. For the most part, their mutual girlfriend was preparing both of them for the anal sex Eric was about to have with Spencer to celebrate the arrival of her new baby brother, but while she knew she couldn't make Eric cum and spoil her lovers' moment, Frieda couldn't help pausing every once in a while from making sure Eric was good and hard to stop and lick Spencer's juicy/dripping cunt.
"Now my love," said Frieda happily, as she reluctantly moved away from both cunt and cock to stand on her knees. With that announcement, Frieda spread Spencer's black furred ass cheeks apart as Eric's other girlfriend raised her tail and turned to look back at the action.
"Say honey, how come you never put any mirrors in this room, let alone one on the ceiling?" wondered Spencer, even as she shuddered in joy as the head of Eric's panther prick started to enter her.
"Trust me dears, I've seriously thought about it, especially since the three of us came together, no pun intended," revealed Frieda, even as she licked her lips watching Eric slowly slide into their lover. "But mom and dad would freak! Besides, I'm saving that as part of the decor for when we have our own private playroom someday."
Since Frieda had inducted a willing Eric into were society as a werepanther to be with Spencer (which also prevented a vindictive Julie Stovall from turning him into a were-merman), the three of them had formed an unique bond as all fell in love with each other.
The only outward signs of this was their eyes, which were a special shade of green even when in their human forms, and the fact that the three of them together in the midst of sex gave off a combined scent that made any were or human in the vicinity lust for sex too, which is why her father had Frieda's room remodeled so the scent stayed enclosed when the three of them were together.
Now Yin, Yang, and Whole (as they privately referred to themselves, based upon their respective fur colors) was an inseparable trio who knew that they would live and love together as one until the stars turned cold.
Fully embedded in his love to the point that even his barbs were teasing her anal channel, Eric gently started fucking Spencer's ass as Frieda began playing with herself, watching her mutual lovers enjoy each other, knowing that as soon as they came, she would come as well.
Then the action between them would really start to heat up for the night!