It was an outcast, and was sad and alone. Hardcase borrowed Steetch's personal anti-gravity unit, and flew off to the rescue."What is this huge cat-li...ke object!" cried Freaky with alarm."Meet Mr. Bigfoot, the lynx..." Hardcase replied diffidently. "He lives here now, I rescued him because his pack rejected him, because of his polydactylism." Lynx don't live in packs," puzzled Freaky."Polydactyl Lynx do..." lied Hardcase."But- You said- er, oh never mind" sputtered Freaky, finaly realizing that. His mouth moved from her nipple, kissing the tender underside of her breast. As she felt that skin gently drawn into his kiss, she also felt his finger move with confidence into her wetness. ‘O!’ Michelle cried a tiny exclamation, half a sudden breath and half a word. Still dressed, other than the blouse and bra, which lay limply on the floor, Michelle was weighing an insecure part of her mind that said to get undressed and get into bed, and get him into herself. Another part of her mind was. She opened his shirt and ran her hands over his toned and muscular chest reveling in the sensations coursing through her body from the simple touch of him. The wind picked up and small waves washed over them, making them sway back and forth to the beat of the ocean. Even though the music still drifted over to them, when he looked back at the beach, they were remarkably alone. He looked back at her body, sensual and soft in the fading sunset. Her white bikini was practically transparent and he. ''My fingers slowly unbutton his shirt. I kiss his mouth again, I notice his breath is shallow and quick against my lips.As I unbutton his shirt I then drop a kiss to his throat, as each button reveals more of his body my mouth follows.I kiss his chest, then as the shirt is fully undone my hands slowly push it off over his shoulders.Kissing his collar bone, running my tongue along it as the shirt falls to the floor, he moans ever so softly.''Shhh baby,'' I whisper as I walk slowly around to the.