Mine probably wasn’t any better. ‘My name’s Katherine,’ she said, ‘Kat, to my friends.’ I looked her outfit up and down. In open light, it...was even more outlandish than I’d realized. Her bodysuit was patterned in overlapping stripes that covered her entire body, save for a white patch around her belly, but were styled in such a way as to accentuate her breasts and hips. Her face did indeed have whiskers painted on the cheeks. Not just that, but her nose was painted as well. Even her eyes were. Aaahhhh!!!! I was totally naked I started a close inspection of my dick. It started rising slowly, and I started feeling good…really good! With each minute, I was getting more and more horny, but didn’t know how to complete my thirst. Finally I arrived at a scene where a man starts rubbing his crotch on female ass though were on full clothes. I must say, that they were doing something unusual, but that scene was really very erotic. I started rubbing my dick vigorously, touching my asshole with. As the plane took off Aurora tried in vain to free herself from the cage, until Omer entered the room. He said nothing, and placed a cloth soaked in ether to her face… Aurora slowly awoke, and tried to sit up, realizing she was on a sofa with no back or sides, with the arms and feet bound. She started to scream as she realized she was wearing nothing but a push up bra and g-string, frosted in diamonds. “Ah…I see you are awake” said Omer emerging from the bathroom in a fluffy white robe.. Or hoping to fuck. But if I ever start using those words, even during one of my fire and brimstone sermons about morality, I'm finished forever.Shit, every fucking morning the same thing. This big thing is hard as hell; I've really got to take a leak, but I'm too damn tired to get up. Well, if I hold this piece of meat really tight, it always helps me delay having to get up. I'm going to have to learn not to drink any water after three in the afternoon; some guy once told me he learned that in.