Sometimes ... sure is all it takes.The Vet nodded ... he was nodding about her instructions concerning the felines ... but she didn’t know that. She...thought he was nodding about ‘the chip’.“Twenty-five dollars each ... you sure you want them chipped?”“How much do you charge?”“The state pays me,” he said.“Daddy? Two hundred dollars.”The girl behind the counter took her picture ... this kid was going on Facebook with the cats.Eight cats ... Twenty-five each... $200 ... and the kid didn’t count on. Tears poured, but I was gagging and slobbering and everybody probably figured my eyes were just watering -- and Trini kept swallowing my Gene's cock until he groaned and his eyes rolled up and she backed off so everyone could watch him paint her tongue...There was nothing else to do, so I punished myself by driving myself onto Bernie's erection, with his gentle assistance, for the four or five minutes it took him to cum. I watched Gene while Bernie flooded my mouth; he was looking back as if he. My heart raced as she remained focused on my ass for a while, cupping and rubbing, her fingers constantly approaching down between my thighs but never reaching my manhood. “You’ve got a nice ass. Do you work out?”“Not as much as I should.” Technically true, while implying I actually went to the gym. But sadly, after not nearly long enough, her hands retreated and the bed jiggled as she got down. Her feet reappeared in my field of vision and I noticed a stylized tattoo of a dolphin on one foot. He knows I've been checking him out. I slowly walk towards him, my short tartan pleated skirt swishing against my thighs as I walk. He comes forward, closing the distance between us, and wraps his arms around my waist in a gentle embrace. Oh wow, he smells amazing, I think to myself as my arms circle his neck. Stepping back slightly he runs his eyes admiringly over my white shirt, tight against my generous 34d tits, and down to my long shapely tanned legs beneath my short skirt. "It's nice to.