Johnny moved to sit down on the couch, Susan eagerly prowling around him on all fours, her eyes glued on her prize. Johnny sat down with a sigh as he grabbed the remote. "Ok, you can start sucking." he said half-heartedly, the years of dealing with a hypersexual fox must have been adding up by now. Susan spent no time wasted as her mouth magnetized itself to his member, it quickly growing hard as she gave it a long lick down his shaft.
Susan moaned as vulpine muzzle allowed her to easily swallow the entirety of his cock, her head bobbing as she desperately tried to gulp it further down her throat. Susan closed her eyes in bliss as she continued to suck.
Johnny flicked over the news, despite his wives moans and wet slopping sounds, he'd become almost immune to the daily grind of her lust, sure maybe back when they were teenagers they'd fuck like rabbits, but after twenty years he had to act like the human in the relationship and start working for the both of them. His friends used to be jealous of his easy girlfriend, now the realities of having a constantly horny fox milf was overtly apparent. Nevertheless, he loved her, qualities and all.
Susan slid her mouth off of his dick with a wet slurp, a glob of saliva forming a bridge from his tip to her lips. Susan looked up at her light, blinking bashfully to communicate her wants without daring to speak them. Johnny looked down, "Ok, you can fuck, turn around." he said, a small laugh escaping. Susan yipped with joy as she bounced around, her ass raised high as she presented her aching pussy to Johnny, scooting backwards her large furry ass tickling his thighs as he petted her back. Johnny grunted as he pushed himself into her, Susan capitulating immediately as her head rubbed against the floor, her tongue lolling out as she moaned, grinding her rear as far as it could go against his groin. Her long hair drapping down her back and her sides. Johnny let out a small moan himself, "Tell me what you want." he ordered. Susan muttering through the pleasure drunkenly. "Breed!"
Johnny nodded, "Good girl." he winced as he came hard into her aching slit. The words scorching Susan's brain, she was a good girl? She was! Master said so! The best day ever! Coupled with her orgasm she rocketed to a new plain of existence. His slick cock sliding from her as she slumped to the ground, a trail of cum leaking from her spent pussy.
Johnny looked over to a small standing table, already provisioned with goods, both for before, during and after sex. Grabbing a clean towelette he cleaned himself up. He knew Susan wouldn't, he has to wrestle her just to get into the bathtub, and drying her was even more out of the question. Despite her submissive nature, it seemed her animalistic side was still dominate in some areas.