" Seriously!" I said and laughed a little. "I've been sleeping withouttoys since I was five. Besides, tigers don't purr." He does," Kate argued playfu...ly, "when he's with you or me." Thanks, but no thanks. I appreciate the gesture, though." But he'd really like to stay with you and make you feel better," Katesaid and moved the tiger so it seemed to be waving its paws at me."He's good at that. Unless, of course, you'd prefer a hunky human male---" No, I prefer Purr protecting your sleep. He's. But I couldn’t help trembling, panicking and feeling like a total peeping tom, sex offender asshole.I grabbed a stockpile of food from the fridge, enough to last me the day, and ran up to my room, up the spiral staircase, and locked my door and hunkered down. I knew I’d have to see her eventually, but at least maybe I could avoid her for the rest of the day... 五It’s about 10 p.m. at night, and I’m in my blue and white Dallas Cowboys pajamas, leaning back into my black leather gaming swivel. It was soft to the touch as I played running my fingers through her pubes and around the tender lips of her pussy. I teased with her as I probed my finger gently inside her warm moist hole. My cock grew harder aching to be inside her. They got on thier knees beside me and resumed playing with me, my sister fondled my balls while Gina had my cock in her hand rubbing the head. She leaned over putting her soft moist lips over the tip and sank her mouth slowly down as far as she could go nearly. She was surprised at the effect the sight was having on her, firing her imagination to wonder how they would look if their intimacy developed. Julie had taken charge of the champagne and was topping up everyone’s glass as soon as there was any hint of replenishment being required. After half an hour they were starting to get a little giggly, and more risqué in their chat. When Julie told them that they both had lovely legs she emphasised her point of view by gently squeezing Claire’s thigh..