Eggs, bacon and introducing Mitch and Mon to the Mythfolk way of life.

Mitch stood in the doorway, surprised as his wife pulled her top off, her nipples puckering in excitement. “Monica?” Mitch asked.

Mon laughed, “Come on, do you want to be the only person dressed?” she said as she peeled off her skirt and panties.

Mitch looked at Steve as he shrugged, let go of the sheet, and walked back to the mingling group of people.

As Monica entered the kitchen, Jan handed her a cup of coffee before turning to the nearest mythfolk, “Lin coffee?”

“No, thank you, unless you want me to exhaust every man here,” she said politely.

Mitch looked over, “What do you mean?” he asked, accepting the next cup from his wife.

“Well, Satyr are sensitive to chocolate and coffee. It makes us, well, more than a little insatiable,” she explained.

Tar laughed, “Well, you should come to visit me sometime, and we can see how insatiable,” he said with a lolling of his thick tongue.

Mitch stepped into the kitchen, which was quickly becoming very crowded. He was still wearing his underwear but had removed the rest of his clothes. Tytha, sensing an opportunity, slithered over to them, passing by Monica in the process, “May I?” she asked Monica.

Monica watched the angle of her gaze and smiled, “Be my guest.”

Mitches eyes widened as Tytha slid over to him and slowly slid a hand down his chest and over his stomach. Mitch made no motion to stop her, so she continued sliding her hand into her underwear to squeeze and stroke his cock. “Ooh, very pleasant,” she cooed.

Mitch looked like a deer in headlights as Tytha continued to stroke him. “Monica, was it?”

“Yes, dear,” Monica said.

“May I borrow your husband? I suddenly have a craving, and it’s not for coffee or food,” Mitch swallowed hard.

Steve leant over and whispered, “If she offers to bite you, go with it, it feels great, and you will be hard for hours, and I mean hours.”

Monica looked Mitch straight in the eyes; she knew him and knew he was worried. “Steve, Jan, can we borrow your spare bedroom?” She looked to Koax, who had wrapped himself around Kaya and was busily groping her tits as he kissed her neck from behind. “I assume you are her partner. Do you wish to join us?”

Koax smiled, “No, I think my Hi’yet wishes it to be just you three, and believe me, she is more than up to it. Anyway,” he said as his tail moved Kaya’s tail to the side, “I think I am fine right here.”

Kaya moaned as he started to push his scaled tail into her cunt, shuddering while holding her coffee. Steve quickly reached out and took it from her placing it on the table. “Mitch, Monica, Tytha, you are always welcome in our house, so please, oh, and there are condoms in the side table.” He gestured toward the spare bedroom, and an eager Monica and Tytha led a perplexed Mitch to the spare bedroom.

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