. Let us play a game Jenny! It is called Cats and Pins. Look, I put cloth pins at your nipples. And this is my cat. Kiss her please. Peter places the ...eather grip of something in front of her lips and as she supposed to be a slave this birthday night she obediently kisses it. Such an extravagant cat I have. Do you see, she has nine small long tails, as all cats of black leather. My cat likes to kiss your breasts with its hits by the tasty tails. All his tails! Professor Peters voice sounds very. I bit my lip and moved my hand in and out a bit more, feeling her insides move around me. It felt amazing, and she was tight. That may sound weird; her being tight even though my whole hand was inside her. But still, my hands were fairly small and she was the love of my life anyway. I didn't care if she was stretched or not. I felt my hand go a little deeper and we both gasped, in shock. "Oh...baby. Are you okay?" She nodded rapidly and worked her hips in small thrusts. I smiled and just moved. So I would drive her around. The first month was not very exciting except that every evening when she was back from the office, she used to give me a tight hug. I kind of started enjoying that. In the evening, we used to chit chat for some time as she cooked dinner.I then realized that her married life was not going well, as her husband did not treat her well. In fact, she told me that it was her decision to stay back in India even though she too was getting a good offer from the company her. Haig murmured loud for my ears. “You know I missed it for consecutive 3 days so far “. They both tugged on the Mr. Sot’s zipper and I had to be extra cautious to keep myself from gasping as I saw the ever biggest cock spring out from the groin of Mr. Sot. It was only an educated guess that Mr. Sot’s cock was at least 10” long and seriously thick like mine but at least 2 inches longer than mine and uncut like mine with a big piece of foreskin still hanging above although most of the skin was.