THe little mouse boy, with his hands released, placed them behind his litle ass and psuhed his hips forward as Black continued to taste him, his lithe tail wrapping around his waist, his fur, matted and moist.<br/><br/>Then Celia began her work on Terry and as he was dragged under, the plate he was on was sent to the floor. The little mouse meeped in surprise as he fell down, completely taken surprise by the sudden movement. As soon as he hit the floor, his little chest shuddering, quickly moving back in forth, the little mouse looked towards Black and scurried up the bears leg as quivkly as possible. He didn't know where he was heading, but he felt a lot safer where he was now. He eventually found something to cling onto, something warm and firm. He wrapped his little arms around the shaft, his tail following suit, his wet matted fur rubbing up agaisnt it as he buried his head into the side, closing his eyes as the ruckus continued.