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Chapter 37: While passionate with Anna

The movement of Anna slowed down a bit, diminishing Tony's excitement.
Tony looked at Anna and noticed she seemed a bit tired.
Engaging in such a continuous cowgirl position a few times in their new relationship was a bit strenuous for her.
Tony's hands, gripping firmly on both sides of Anna's hips, lifted her up high and then brought her down quickly, making Anna land with a loud thud.
Anna was surprised; she hadn't anticipated the strength of Tony's arms, capable of lifting her entire body.
"Umm... mmmmm..." The swift and forceful descent made Anna gasp, letting out a long moan.
Anna was so pleasure, she felt Tony's penis engulfing her to the core.
Tony's two arms helped Anna's buttocks move continuously and strongly at an increasingly faster speed.
Anna moaned loudly to the rhythm of Tony's up and down movements.
After a while, Anna couldn't bear it any more and she moaned and said: "Umm...um Tony, I'm so tired...um..."
Seeing that Anna was too tired, Tony sat her down on the bed in a classic position and began to thrust hard into Anna's little girl.
Anna was so happy, she was in a daze, Tony's strength made her ecstatic in the pleasure of desire.
She could only reach out and grasp Tony's body tightly and bend her body to receive each rough but passionate thrust on her little girl.
While Tony and Anna were immersed in their intimate moments, Tony's gang of Maine Coon cats were outside Anna's house, stalking a group of mice.
Tony released the Maine Coon cats outside to let them hunt for the mice.
He wanted to verify if the domesticated and trained cats could deliver what he expected from them.
The gang of cats was currently hiding around a large garbage bin.
They patiently waited for the mice to come and seek food in the trash.
The garbage bin could be considered the buffet for the mice.
Americans threw away a lot of leftover food, as well as items that they felt were no longer fresh but still edible into the trash.
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Another Maine Coon cat was playing with a chubby sewer mouse. The cat cornered the mouse against a wall, not killing it right away but keeping it alive. The mouse trembled with fear, standing in the corner. Each time it tried to run out, the Maine Coon cat swatted it, sending it back into the corner. Every time, the cat's sharp claws inflicted another cut on the mouse's body. The bloody wounds soaked its fur with a pungent odor.
Even if the mice managed to dash through the cat's circle, they couldn't escape the unbelievably fast pursuit of the Maine Coon cats. Their fate was sealed, and it only led to one outcome – death.
This was just the opening night for the horrifying days and nights of the mice in the town.
Returning to Tony and Anna in their love-filled home.
At this point, the two had moved their battlefield to the bathroom.
They were now immersed in a bath, cleansing their bodies.
Tony leaned back in the tub, and Anna, beside him, took hold of Tony's manhood submerged in the warm water, caressing it. Her mouth was busy exploring Tony's modest size.
Tony, stimulated beyond endurance, lifted Anna's adorable face and passionately kissed her lips.
His large hands grabbed her round and smooth breasts, squeezing them.
The water in the bathtub created ripples as the two indulged in their intimate moments.
This habit of theirs provided an abundant food source for the mice, allowing them to thrive.
With a safe habitat under the underground sewer systems and not many natural predators to limit their numbers, the mice population kept growing incessantly.
If it weren't for disasters like floods drowning the mice in the underground sewers, their population would rarely see a significant reduction.
In many large cities in the United States, the mouse population could reach up to several million.
This was a number that instilled fear in people.
In nature, are there any other mammals with such a large population?
Probably only them, the creatures that make people feel disgusted.
The mice approached the trash bin from various directions in search of food.
"Meow." A Maine Coon cat meowed, signaling the attack.
The Maine Coon cats, with bodies resembling lightning bolts, darted out from their hiding places, plunging into the group of mice rummaging through the garbage.
The cat's meowing frightened the mice, causing the entire group to panic and scatter.
However, how could the cats let their prey escape after putting in so much effort to ambush them?
The sharp claws of the ferocious cats seized the mice, piercing their bodies.
The mice couldn't survive those fierce strikes.
While the gang of cats killed the first batch of mice, a few mice managed to dart past the cats, but they couldn't escape either.
A Maine Coon cat, moving at lightning speed, leaped backward far to intercept a fleeing mouse.
Its sharp claws aimed at the mouse, slashing towards it.
The cat's claws stabbed into the mouse's back, holding it tightly.
The Maine Coon cat lifted the mouse, which was crying out in fear, its legs kicking in the air.
The cat flung the mouse away with a "thud."
The mouse hit the nearby wall, fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then a stream of red flowed from its mouth, its eyes rolling up, dead.
"Meow." The cat meowed after tossing the mouse, letting out a long sound.
A mouse ran towards a sewer opening, just a meter away from it.
Thinking it could safely escape into the underground sewer, unexpectedly, a large shadow from behind covered it.
Sharp teeth closed in on its head.
A "snap" sound echoed as the teeth bit into the mouse's skull.
Hearing the "thud" sound, the mouse's head was bitten, causing it to die instantly.

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