One morning at breakfast she said something about sharing so I said, "Ok, let's do it," and asked if she would prefer someone she knew or a stranger.H...r first reaction was for me not to be silly; she couldn't do anything like that. I got up saying it was time to go to work.When she came over to give me a kiss, I said, "Think about it and let me know your decision tonight; a simple yes or no."I reached down and pulled on the cord of her dressing gown. It fell open, revealing her naked body; I. “Sorry, Kitten, I didn’t mean to wake you. I just couldn’t sleep anymore,” I said as I turned in her arms and embraced her. “Did you want me to wash you today? It’s supposed to be my turn with Master, but you can take my place if you want. I’m just too nervous to wait.”She shook her head as she grabbed one of the scrubbers and handed it to me. For someone who couldn’t talk, she had no problem getting her feelings across. If she had just handed me the soap it would mean she wanted the full. Her orgasm exploded in one large fireball bathing her in warmth. The sensation then began rushing madly to her nipples, where the heated flames of lust licked her flesh with a gorgeous tingling touch. Then slowly a wave of relief swept over her body, extinguishing the flames, cooling her passion, taming the raving b**st between her legs with its gentleness. “Oh, God, I love you,” she told him as she looked up into his face, her eyes peaceful at last. “I love you, too. Now I want you to fuck. Pussy on fire, the catgirl strokes her master’s semi hard erection, while kissing up his chest. Her lips meet his and they kiss eagerly, tongues delving into each other’s mouths like spelunkers to caves. Missy has succeeded in making her master orgasm before they could succumb to temptation, yet she is now doing everything in her power to make him hard again.Her little tongue darts into his mouth while her small hand grips and strokes his stiffening tool. She is aroused to the max, breathing.