Mark looked at the selection and then noticed something hanging behind all the others. Picking it up, he read that tag connected to the tail section of the toy.
According to the tag, this product was called a pocket pussy. Wondering how the device worked, he called out to the lady and asked her, "Could you tell me how this works. I'm never heard of this product."
The lady took the device and looked it over and than said, "The missus puts this on over her privates and than fucks you. It's like being fucked by a Reynard."
"What's a Reynard?" Mark, his curiosity rising.
"It's a male fox." The woman said. "If you have sex with this, you feel just like a vixen in heat, while your wife feels like an amorous Reynard out on the prowl."
Grinning, wondering if he was being had, he looked at the tail, took notice that it was indeed a fox tail and decided, 'What the hell', and purchased the sex toy. Arriving home, he wanted to tell his wife about the pocket pussy, but all that was put on hold as the guests, friends from his and Amy's place of work, began to arrive for the party Mark's wife had been planning all week.
It wasn't until about eleven that he finally was able to tell her. Explaining the concept of it, he sold her on the notion that it could really spice up their already lagging life. It didn't take long to get Amy's trust and as both stripped and began to kiss, Amy fastened the pocket pussy on over own privates.
Already she felt something; something she thought was akin to being aroused. Positioning herself behind mark, she made sure the tail was lined up with his tail bone like he'd asked and slide the sexual device into what she thought was his anus.
It felt great for both parties and Mark for some reason felt that he had finally achieved multiple orgasms. He heard Amy yipping and barking in excitement, briefly wondered why, and then gave into the pleasure of it all and joined in; both failing to notice that the noises they were making where normal for a couple of foxes.
Afterward, both separated and laid exhausted on the bed. Mark had thought that it would hurt, but in truth he felt not a slight bit of pain from his backside. The only thing he felt was a pinching sensation in his tail bone and another in between his legs. Still feeling hot, he heard Amy ask as she rolled on top of him, pressing what felt like her knee into his groin, "What to go again?"