"Rabsy~!" Foxy squeals and moans. "More~!"
Rabsy thrusts and thrusts, Foxy's long legs up in the air on either side of him like sexy towers. Rabsy loves tall(er) females, and it helps that he is rather short.
Foxy's tail wags as she reaches satisfaction again, but Rabsy is far from done. His little rabbit hands grab for Foxy's lovely lady lumps, but they're just out of reach. Foxy curls her stomach and lifts Rabsy up and forward with her hips.
"Thanks, Foxy," Rabsy says as he grabs a hold of his favorite toys, continuing to thrust on his tip-toes.
As Rabsy fondles and tickles Foxy's bosoms, he FINALLY reaches his satisfaction point!
Foxy squeezes Rabsy gently with her smooth thighs as he releases inside of her, his ears dropping from ecstasy and exhaustion.
Foxy gently rolls over, and rests Rabsy's head on the pillow.
"I'll go check with the boys upstairs while you nap, okay Rabsy?"
Rabsy nods yes as he settles into bed. Foxy gives him a kiss on his wiggly nose before getting dressed in her business dress and heads upstairs.
"How's it going, guys?" Foxy asks sweetly, her clipboard in hand.
"Is goin' good, Mizz Foxy!" Grease Monkey answers in his funny accent. He's named that not only as a nickname, but because he is a Monkeynian, just as Rabsy is a Rabiton. Grease Monkey uses his tail to operate one buffer as his hands operate another, his feet-hands holding on to the ladder.
"What about you, Wrench?" Foxy calls to the android employee.
"It. is. coming. along," Wrench answers with his monotone voice, his robotic arms fully extended to reach the top and bottom of the ship. "Just. A. Few. More. Minutes."
"In that case," Foxy says, "I'll call the ship's pilot and crew." Foxy walks over to the phone on the desk, her high-heels clicking and clacking on the hard floor of the garage.
"Hello, Mr... Gergerglock," Foxy speaks into the phone, "yes, you're ship is clean and fine-tuned. By the time you and your crew arrive, it shall be ready for you."
"Thank you," Mr. Gergerglock responds. "We'll be there soon."
Foxy hangs up the phone, and returns to her daily inspections.
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