I couldn’t see how that was weird enough for Lia to call it out as such. Variation on a slightly established theme, certainly, but not so different ...o qualify as weird, at least no as far as I could see unless Lia meant the tail of course.Ah catgirl tails. All of them, seemingly, attached to some form or another of buttplug. Fitting Miss P’s tail had been difficult enough for Lia who really didn’t go for anything going there, but this would be a lot worse, I could see. Rather than a simple. ..”Sam relented after her third cum, and Tina sagged against his chest, her tits heaving as she caught her breath. She stared at him with blank eyes while he grinned and pulled off his tie, tossing it on top of her own clothes. Galvanized by his actions, she unbuttoned his shirt, then shifted on his lap and undid his pants, reaching inside to wrap her fingers around his cock. She pumped it gently, then stood and grabbed his pants, pulling them down and off his legs. She took him by the hand to. I believed I had not encouraged him in the slightest.’Last Sunday, when he rang again, he told her that he had begun to arrange matters for the shift. So she was brutally direct. She told him she had no interest in him, did not want to see him again, and to stop pestering her.Irmgard was embarrassed about having been so carelessly silent and polite. The signs that the man — Irmgard did not name him — was domineering and thought she would submit were there from the start. Irmgard played Skat. So involved in my task, I mindlessly ventured my hands under the elastic legs of his trunks, and I finally learned the real feel of his fleshy ass. I tried looking at his face, but he was staring away with his face resting on his two hands. I could only see his smile, but his moaning and his slow and sensual body motions told me he was very receptive and enjoying my handling quite a bit.At some point, I felt that his trunks had become a nuisance. I looked around again I saw no one so I.