Moch’s idea of cute might not be the same as mine. I’m not sure why he’d assign “paint cute” but who am I to quibble? So I did a pair of arctic foxes on a white couch in a cozy living room. Happens that it’s Alyssa’s living room, but it was available, so to speak. The foxes were intertwined, snuggling, sleeping, sixtynining. Do foxes sixty-nine? Mine do. Yeah, the girl fox (Alyssa) had the boy fox’s cock in her mouth, and the boy fox (Harker) had his long slippery tongue deep in the girl fox’s cunt. With the abundance of cute white fur, though, the sex stuff was difficult if not impossible to make out. You’d have to take my word for it.

So as I understand it, here’s what happened. I tricked Elaine (Harker’s girlfriend) into meeting Alyssa (Harker’s other girlfriend) at Alyssa’s apartment, and the pair, after a tense start, got along just fine. Many orgasms later they decided it was too late for Elaine to head home, so they had a sleepover. What could be cuter than a pair of cute girls having a sleepover?

But in the middle of the night, not too long after the girls had finally dropped off to sleep, having snuggled and sixtynined to satiation, who shows up but Harker. He makes his way to the bedroom, observes his lovers asleep, and, his suspicions confirmed, undresses and begins to get into the bed. Alyssa rouses, and she hastens to lead Harker to the living room. She implores him not to make a scene, and he settles for sex on the white couch.

They’ve finished their fuck and are nestled together, both all but asleep, when Elaine wakes up, maybe having to pee, and discovers Harker and Alyssa. She goes back to the bedroom, grabs a pillow, returns to the living room, and using the pillow bashes Harker and Elaine mercilessly. Harker and Alyssa retaliate, and soon the room is filled with feathers, and soon all three of them are engaging in rambunctious sex. In the morning, after sufficient coffee, they decide I am to blame for the mess and everything else.