Miss Pussy.

The other day when I came home from work, a large-ish Amazon box was in our living room, sitting open with plastic wrap all over the couch. Thinking my wife had ordered some pots & pans, I didn't think much of it. When I got up to the bedroom to change on the second floor of our house, I heard a sigh and her voice ask "Is that you?" I replied yes and heard some shuffling in the bedroom, so I went on in. What greeted me was my wife's gorgeous ass sticking straight up at me from the bed with her face-down in it, her vibrator splayed between her legs that were covered in white leggings, a white corset, white crotchless panties, and to my surprise, a bushy tail! "Miss Pussy is ready for you, Mr. Bear," she said. Somewhere between extreme horniness and losing it to laughing, I went around to the side of the bed so I could see her face and that's where I saw the white eye mask with whiskers and white cat ears. "Take em off Mr. Bear. Now." She was referring to my pants, so off them came and in no time she's purring and sucking my cock, scratching my balls and stomach.

Over the course of the next hour or so, I'm commanded by Miss Pussy to suck her tits, press my face to her hairy pussy and smell it, and give her a lengthy back rub before she finally cums all over my dick and rolls over onto her stomach so I can pound her into the bed. It took me all of five minutes to have an orgasm so strong that I nearly passed out from it and absolutely flooded her.

Pretty good day for Mr. Bear.