"Good girl," Mistress whispered. "You've been waiting for this for so long. You've just been teased and teased and teased." She slowed her finger to a... almost agonizing pace. My throbbing lips trembled and dripped as Mistress' finger pressed into them. She knew exactly how to touch me; exactly how to torment me the most. Her finger withdrew from my wet cunt with a slurp. I felt like I had just been deprived of oxygen. I was suffocating for my pleasure to continue! "Be a good girl and taste. I was wearing my husband’s favourite outfit to go to dinner, a completely sheer tight fitting black top , with a little waistcoat that covered my nipples. He stopped and looked at me and seeing that I was wearing see-thru top with no bra, he reached forward and opened my waistcoat. ‘Those tits are magnificent’ he said and he cupped each of my tits and started massaging my nipples. I just stood there and let it happen, I was quite enjoying the attention. Here is the top that I was wearing.‘I’m. But as soon as ‘banana split’ was spoken, he was by the door.”And sure enough ... there sat Murray the Bengal ... and Silver, his ... whatever they call a cat’s wife. Very unusual cat, is Murray.“Where’s the kids?” I asked.“They went with JW,” Tyche said.“How did they ... umh ... Junior,” I said. Figured that one out by my self.“Middle of the night,” the tyke said, “If I had known we were going, I’d have had them leave me here.”“Alan ... call your ex and see if she’ll let the boys go to. There was no doubt that she was glad to get out from her parents’ place and we had a wonderful little love nest and we were finding out that neither of us had any hang-ups regarding sex.One November evening, we’d been t a party and were walking home. It was about two months after she moved in. Our path led through a park. It was three in the morning and the place was deserted. She pulled me over and onto the ground and straddled me, hoisting her full skirt up so her legs were free. I.