Actually, I wanted to maul her as, no doubt, did every hot-blooded male in the place. Fighting my instinct, I leant forward and gave her a double air ...iss, one for each rosy cheek.Lana smiled at me, and pushed a drink along the bar. “JD and Coke.”“You know what effect that has on me.”Lana extended her thumb and then counted out the list on her fingers. “Vodka makes you aggressive. White wine makes you sick. Red wine makes you sleepy. Gin makes you mellow. JD makes you…”“Yes, yes,” I said,. Eleven days ago, in a particularly brutal blow up, this woman had called him a "hollow second-hander," a "fraud," and a "rapacious looter." That had been the last day that he'd seriously considered fighting the divorce. Since then, he hadn't been in much of a mood to do her any favors.If there had been less at stake, he might have told her no. He was angry and wanted to lash out like she had. But, he had to do whatever it took to get custody of Darwin.Of course, if he had told her that, she. It had the paws and the mask with ears and whiskers. And it had a tail. But it was a bright red tail rather than the usual black of the cat suits they rented out here—and the tail had a little fork in the end of it. So, the best Kyle could say was that it was a devil of a cat costume. But that wasn’t the most disturbing—and alluring—aspect of this woman who was to be his supervisor for the next week. What was mesmerizing about her were her eyes. They were a golden yellow and they seemed to see. This slut was actually getting off on being abused like this. He closed the distance and buried his cock unceremoniously in her wet hole. She let out a shriek from the sudden penetration, but then, when he started moving, a slight, suppressed moan escaped her lips. He started out with a quick, hard trusting rhythm where he was trying to push himself as far into her young hole as possible. Taking her from behind he had a lot of momentum as well as a lot of reach. His sizable member was pushing.