The stockings and gloves were merely decorations. It was her ears and tail that brought Kitty out to play. Her tail was two and a half feet of thick l...xurious ebony fur attached to a flesh-colored plug tapered at one end to fit into her ass. She felt her breath catch, her heartbeat quickening behind her ribs as she rolled once more over on her side, the tip of the rubber plug brushing her nose.Alex had always been fascinated by it. More than once he’d asked if he could watch her put it on. Put. But I didnt want to waste this opportunity. I made her to lie on the bed and came over her and started the lip lock again. In between I started to remove my shirt and pants. Then I moved to her ears. I licked it and it made a hot sensation in her and she started shivering. I thought it is time. I made her to sit and started removing her top. Oh my god, now that sex goddess is sitting in front of me with a black bra on her white body. Her huge boobs are trying to come out of that little bra. I. It was desperation to call her his - to be able to actually say she was his girlfriend. They had kissed, and that had to mean something.Tossing his towel at the drying rack, he began peeling his clothes off. Ever so carefully he removed his t-shirt, reverently laying it down by the sink and running his fingers tenderly over the splatters of Suki’s blood and smiling to himself before lifting his fingers to his lips to kiss where they had touched the stain.His jeans were the hardest to get off.. Look not to an author for purity of communications. The words used by an author convey only half of the story. It is the reader who completes it. The reader makes a conscious decision to participate in the experience. It is the reader who, with his or her imagination, fills in the blanks. The reader imposes details on the suggested imagery, and generates the emotions.On the other hand, the artist, the musician, and the dancer pull observers into his or her world, wraps them in emotion, and.