By now it’s obvious to both of us that we’re watching each other just as much as the event being played out on screen. I assume that he’s as fas...inated as I am, seeing another man bating up close and noticing differences in technique, how his hand moves over the length of the shaft, how it teases the head and how the rhythm varies from my own. I’ve never had the desire to touch another cock, at least not consciously, but I can’t stop thinking about how it would feel to wrap my hands around. The war was being waged in my head for control, control of me, and through me, of my kittens. I felt slightly nauseous and my knees were weak.I saw the faces of my three women: two kittens programmed to obey, and one slave, a volunteer wanting to belong to me.In moments of great stress, time seems to stand still, or at least slow to a snail’s pace, so each and every nuance is clearly recorded and analyzed by your brain. Time slowed now in that way.Lisa, who was on her knees with her legs. Lacey stuck her tongue out until the tip of it just gently brushed against the soft, puffy lips of Trish's pussy. The soft, fleshy pussy felt squishy and strange, and that forced Lacey to pull back instantly.Lacey knew though that Trish wasn't going to allow her off that easy, and strangely enough she wanted to try again. The feel of Candice between her own thighs, licking her moist pussy, was arousing her to be more adventurous, awakening this new side of her that she never knew she had.She. He brought his small hand down hard on my ass and I started to shake, moments later I felt him start to cum and I screamed out loud, and long, my pussy felt like it was on fire, and when he started to slow, I pushed back harder and kept the orgasm going. When it was over, I stood up, boy cum ran down my leg, and I let it. It ran over my stockings and half way to my knee. "You better get going if your going to catch you bus." I told him. I touched his hand, and went in to him, my work here was.