The bobcat ran over to jump on the bear cub’s back. It moved away from Ellen as the bobcat chased it.Ellen pulled her pants back up and came to sit ...etween my legs.“I don’t feel anything except being horny. I wish that coyote pup was older. No strings, no phone calls, no pregnancy, and no more Angries,” Ellen said.I swatted her butt.I pulled her back into my lap, got my legs over hers, and arms around her chest. I held her tightly to me as I released the shield I had used to block her. The other clubs downtown couldn't please me, however, so I ended up here again.With a small sigh I looked at myself in the mirror. I was leaning against the bar, wearing leather pants tied at the side, enveloping my ass and thighs snugly. My short top only reached down to three-quarters of my breasts, leaving the 34C bottom peeking out beneath the black silky fabric of the top. My black hair was combed back in a low tail, and my dark brown eyes gazed back at as I looked at my face in the. I didn’t think of Lissa as an exhibitionist, but at the same time, she didn’t mind modeling nude and was completely comfortable without clothes at home. Maybe this was something kinky.“How do you want... ? What should we... ? Where... ?” I wasn’t getting my words out very well.“I just want you both ... to sit ... there,” she said pointing to the bench at the end of the bed, “and watch me ... and not touch ... me ... or each other. I want to come for you.”Oh my god! I was hard already. I’d read. “How’s this?” she asked in a husky near-whisper, “I’m a 34C.” “Wo … wonderful,” I stammered, unable to pull my eyes from her beautiful tits. Her aureoles were large and dark with big, puffy nipples in the centres. The thought of getting my fingers or tongue on those nips raced through my increasingly fevered brain. Chloe’s hands slid down her body to the little brief. She gripped the ties at the side in her fingers. “This, too?” she asked, now sounding almost sweet and innocent. “If you want.”.