"I gotyou a little extra surprise," she said. It was a handbag. Not a bigleather handbag like my mom carried, hung discreetly over her shoulder.This o...e was much smaller, pink with white embroidered butterflies, anda handle I could barely fit my forearm through."While you were trying on your pretty things, I went back over to thepurse display and got you this. Isn't it pretty?" Yes ma'am." One important thing, though, is to keep up with it. You haven't carrieda purse before, have you? Of course. Mom really likes her nipples sucked and began moaning my name.“Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssss honeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey! That feels ssssssooooooo good. Doooooasssssss it mmmmmmmmoreeeeeee mommmyyyyy.” She moaned softly.We continued this way for a few minutes until mom needed to change the angle in which she positioned my cock deep inside her tight pussy. Mom was now sitting straight up and she was all but bouncing up and down on my hard shaft. I could barely stand it as the pleasure was building. “She kept making me wear the collar. Every day I wore it, I became more cat and less human, but I also became smaller, harder to notice. She used to have me go out into the neighborhood and practice stealing, because we discovered that people don’t notice me, not even if I’m right in front of them. I would sometimes walk into people’s homes while they were eating dinner, and rummage through their cabinets. It’s part of the magic that changed me.”Yuki put a hand on Kisa’s shoulder and. I recommend the reporter or reporters bring a large number of police with them! These are violent men! I have experienced it of them!”I nail King Louie’s case down, shut-up like a coffin!“That’s horrible! Disgusting! I’ll call someone right away! You don’t want ME to call the police, did I read that correctly, dear?” Hellena and I communicate well.“Yes ma-am, my lovely Mrs. Cox! Don’t want you under police, or court orders to remain available, and restrained from leaving town. Stay under the.