She entered her bedroom. Her house was well decorated. After a while I heard a loud thud as some one has fallen I ran in her bedroom and saw she sitti...g on the bed and I went near her and asked what happen. She had changed from saree to night which was simple and was covering her full body but the curves of her body were visible and her looks were killing. I had an instant hard on. She caught my hand and made me sit beside her and said she is having pain in her legs as she had fallen. I asked. One lick.An imagined aura of her Mistress’s musk wafting in the air.Two.Her own pussy dribbling. A third.Her humanity shocked and stirred at how she had succumbed to her animalistic nature.It was so much sensory overload.Disbelief swept through her as she frantically typed. K5: “Miss, I’m going to cum soon!” ADarkAngel: “Rub your clit.” Groaning.Straining not to cum.She knew she must not.To cum too soon meant her Mistress’s displeasure.Her paw sought her sensitive nub of flesh.Fuck, she needed. After several hours, Orville pronounced himself satisfied, and"Captain Lightoller, gentlemen. Cedric and I will watch here while you return to harbour. After all our effort, please don't bend her." Suit for manoeuvres on the way back?" asked Charles."I'd be concerned if you didn't" Orville stated "Stay fully suited for the time being; no, on second thoughts, I'll come up and put enviro in the bridge etc."Orville brought up environment in the transverse compartment and then to his frustration. ‘Put this on.’ But she didn’t move. Couldn’t move. The cardigan had been one of Charlie’s favourites. She’d seen him wear it a hundred times. Now he’d never wear it again. He was dead. It was a simple, inescapable, horrifying truth. Who was she trying to kid? He wasn’t on holiday. He wouldn’t be coming back. Ever. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Matt throw the cardigan on the bed. And then, before she had a chance to resist, before she had a chance to protest, he gathered her to him. His.