.. ah... ah... ah, oh god", as I licked the base of his prick while the rest was buried in my throat. I began to bob up and down, swirling my tongue a...ound the shaft and head, coating it liberally with saliva, while fondling his hairy balls. While I continued to bathe his cock he grabbed my nipple and began to pinch and pull. The other set of hands had made their way back to my pussy and were idly stroking the smooth lips occasionally pausing to flick my clit in their progress. Pausing to enjoy. Bob rose from the couch, still cradling the kitten in his arms, and followed his wife to the kitchen. He stared as she pulled things from the bags. A couple of feeding bowls, cat chow and a few pouches of cat food, a large flat tray, and a big bag of something very heavy. Finally, she pulled out a large box and opened it. “Here we go! Dinner!” she told the kitten proudly. From the box she pulled out a plastic bin with a screw lid and a doll’s nursing bottle.“What in the world?”“Kitty formula!”. They returned to sit and have the sandwiches’, after which Joy snapped her fingers at her husband and told him to “fetch in the bags and wash up!” he was up and off to unload the car the instant her command was made, Micky was impressed but a little shocked Seeing his incredulous face, she laughed, then showed him the tiny button on her belt, “that`s his control” she said,” So he knows not to be slow!” She did not enlighten him further She kissed him once more, not a kiss of greeting this. “Nicky, I’d feel a whole lot better if you sat down and put on your seat belt.”“Sure,” Nicky Moore beamed, delighted that someone cared. “Anything you say, Miz W.”“You’d better start calling me Sara,” she said. “I don’t plan on anyone asking me if you’re my daughter on this trip.”I erupted in another snorting, snarking attempt to breathe before relaxing. But I had to pull my jacket closed as the town car’s supercharged AC was chilling me to the bone. I couldn’t help but shiver.“Maybe we should.