furry funTotal furry fun in the center of the fur pile! And yes I dress up like a sexy fox and liberate my furry fantasies. It started as a way to escape, and lead to the best orgasms I have ever had before.

 
Like most people I first seen furry fun on television. The punchline of a joke gone wrong, and a close friend taught me otherwise. This summer was the right time to just go with it. Letting my hair down and ordering my costume. When I went into the furry fun costume shop, I did not think I would find the right soul animal.

 

Furry fun is returning to our animal roots.

 
Instead of being a smoking hot brunette, people have to work at discovering me. Even my sex, can be changed if I am feeling butch. Sometimes I go out with girls, and dates bunnies and other cats. For the most part I like yiffing with guys, but words do not get in the way.
 
At first I was curious about everything including how the costumes work. How I was suppose to get a cock out of the costume and how natural it would feel. It was the most surreal experience, having a man rubbing my face while his animal cock came inside of me. That is what made the furry fun so carnal. It was animalistic, it was dirty, and scriffing like I was in heat was so natural. Like a treasure lost and buried in a suit. Walking by the suit I felt the connection.
 
It was so natural, when I touched the yellow fur I knew, it was made just for me. No one else would relate to it like I can and do. This furry fun, is just getting started and I want to tell you all about it. I know your interested, let’s yiff around sexy.
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