'Must be Felicia.' I think to myself. I see her, Writhing around on the living room floor. She seems to be having a nightmare. I watch silently for a...out a minute before I dare taking a step closer. Felicia is asleep, she wears a frustrated expression. I notice that her tail is wrapped up to her stomach and is lightly flicking and nuzzling her pussy. I almost choke on the air I'm breathing when I realize it, Felicia is in heat! I watch her sub-consiously rub her pussy with her tail in a. He was going to hit her with that, peel the flesh from her bones with that terrible instrument. David approached as he swung the cat over his head.The knotted tips came down at her, chewing at the flesh along her hips. Betty screamed. Her legs flew apart as she shot back, her ass bouncing on the hard cold floor.Annette twisted around on her ropes, straining from the bound position she was in. She was turning around now, out of view of what was going on with her mother.The cat came down again as. I told them the same and they laughed at me for my aunty love but promised me to find a busty lady in that small village.Next day that was our third day in that village and found someone with whom I can start my sex journey. She was Ludiya a busty women with two small children of age 28-30. She is young aunty but her size is awesome I don’t have any idea about how the sizes of women are given. But she was busty as I wished.That was not final, getting a girl to bed is very easy when compared to. ***** Prologue Looking through the loft for something else, I, Graham Proctor, happily aged and retired, found a large cardboard box, and on opening it, found it was full of diaries. My diaries. I used to keep diaries! I’d forgotten all about them. I started to keep a diary of my life from early teenage and only stopped when… Anyway, I became engrossed in those from 1968 onwards when I first came into contact with the dreaded but not entirely dreadful Roasburies: the Dragon and her often absent.