Summer was coming to a close, and school was once again on the horizon.  It was a time of year all cubs dreaded and parents, often jokingly, eagerly anticipated.  Shopping for new school clothes was a chore, especially with two boys in tow.  But some parents, like Krystal, had ulterior motives.  She walked down the aisles with her two young sons, Kaz and Sebastian, six and seven respectively, by her side, absentmindedly glancing about the clothes they passed.  The twenty-five year old skunk had other things on her mind, like the leash in her hand.  It connected to her pets collar, her husband and cousin Devin.

Devin, a twenty-five year old cat, happily followed his master, keeping an eye on their cubs on their leisurely trip toward the changing rooms.  Krystal was only making a token attempt to appear to shop, for she had certain needs she wished to take care of first.  Soon, they reached the changing rooms, Krystal and Devin relieved to see no attendant at the moment.  

Opening the door to the last booth in the hallway, Krystal looked down at her sons, instructing them to keep guard, a role they were used to performing.  With a tug of the leash, Devin joined her in the booth, and she door shut.  Familiar sounds of denim jeans being doffed could be heard, and the passionate huffing of a sexually frustrated mother.  Devin looked to his loving master, awaiting instruction.  "Mmm.  Make me cum," She whispered.  "Do it until I tell you to stop, or until the boys knock."

Krystal set a foot on the changing room bench, exposing her soaking vulva.  Devin leaned in, sniffed, and purred contentedly.  Feeling another tug on the leash, he smiled, and dove in with his tongue.  She shivered, her pet hitting all the right spots.  And well he should.  He had been her pet since thirteen, and had been practicing since long before.

Already trembling, toes clenching and splaying, and Devin hadn't even started using his fingers yet.  It wasn't long however, before he deftly inserted two fingers into his lover's moist canal.  His master tilted her head back and moaned, body quaking, reaching her peak.  Pressing his fingers toward the front of his lover's pelvis from within and licking her sensitive nub, sending shock-waves of please throughout her body.  She hissed, orgasm overtaking her, and he eagerly lapped up the fluids that leaked from her most sacred place.

Krystal went weak in the knees, and Devin maneuvered her onto the bench.  They took a short breather before another tug reminded him that his work wast incomplete.  He smiled once more and happily continued, the moans of his wife picking up.

Outside the booth, their sons kept an eye on the entrance at the other end of the hallway.  Kaz was growing listless, while his older brother leaned against the wall.  No stranger to the sound of sex, he idly rubbed his erection, thinking about what was happening on the other side.  Often, they watched, either from an open doorway way or right up close, and many times actively participated.  Sebastian hoped his mother would let them be their fathers reward when they were done, and if they were lucky, maybe they could have sex with mom when they got home.

Sebastian and Kaz's thoughts were soon interrupted by the sound of their mother, between gasps, telling their father that she had enough.  Sebastian, glancing at a clock, saw that they had been on guard almost an hour.  Another ten minutes and the door opened, and their parents finally emerged.  Devin's leash dangled loosely down his torso, and Krystal attempted to straighten up her clothes and hair.  

Devin knelt, holding his hands out to his cubs, and scooped them into a hug.  Krystal's juices were splattered over his muzzle, and his boys licked it out of his fur eagerly, happy for a taste of their mothers sex.  Whatever they missed would be taken care of with the moist towelettes they carried wherever they went.

Satisfied, Krystal took her husband's leash in hand once more.  Devin finished cleaning his chin, and they left the changing room, starting their back-to-school shopping for real.
