Not that Tim had cared. Tim only cared about getting them off.“You really care for this man.” It wasn’t a question.“He’s my colleague. Of co...rse I care for Tim.”“You’ve never cooked a colleague dinner in your underwear so as not to ruin your pretty dinner dress. You have other clothing, by the way, and a number of dressing gowns that I can fetch for you... ?”“Don’t you have something to do? Besides, torment me? Ow!” she yelped, nicking her finger with the knife. “Go to your room,. He called to one of his co-workers who ducked under the spray of the arcing water and walked cautiously into the shadows of the alley. He disappeared for long minutes, but then he was back, his arms full with the writhing body of a wet and very pissed off longhaired yellow cat."Felix!" The young man shouted and ran to the fireman, arms outstretched.The rescuer was glad to turn over his ungrateful bundle. For his part, the cat wasn't any happier to be held by his owner than by his savior. He. I withdrew my hand and licked my fingers to add some lubrication and replaced them on his cunt, rubbing and massaging. I could tell he liked it as he reached a crescendo with his moaning and gasping. It was probably loud enough to be heard from quite a distance, but neither of us cared if we were caught, we were so wrapped up in this beautiful sexual experience.All of a sudden, his stomach muscles began convulsing and I knew the moment I had been waiting for had arrived. My mouth was still on. Her pert firm tits on display, the dark pink of her nipples contrasting with the alabaster flesh of the surrounding globes.When she gets within range, I raise my hands and grip them both. Thumbs circling her areola as my fingers dig into the flesh. Pulling her into me, I push my mouth to hers, kissing her hard. Our tongues dance together, lips locked. She grinds herself against me, her crotch pushed into mine.I break off the kiss, my tongue tracing a line along the jaw and down her neck. It.