The youngster wore an adult size T-shirt emblazoned with, "Daddy's T-Shirt", probably her usual sleeping attire. "Tibbles is back here," she informed ...he white-shift-clad vet, unnecessarily adding, "She's having kittens!" The excited youngster raced to the rear of the pod.In a box hidden under the arm of the couch, a mackerel-phase cat lay on her side. Vickie knelt down and checked the readings on the side of the box – a cat-sized medical tube modified for feline obstetrics. So far, so good.. " Like I couldanyways. His cock felt so good - so huge, stretching me to the point of tearingme, filling me ... I kept grinding my hips against him desperately, savoringevery last cum I could possibly grab. His hand clenched up in my hair, grabbingonto my neck, and then his muscles went slack. Mmmm. I had Daddy's cum insideme. Uh-oh. What was I going to use to clean up? I couldn't just drip Daddy'sown cum all over him. As if he was reading my mind, he reached over and handed me that skirt. I nervously agreed, then was amazed at how not having the sense of visual feedback and awareness affected me. As you may know from my other writings, I am both married and involved in an affair. It has been a long time since my husband wanted to use a blindfold on me, years ago he used to all the time. The man I am intimate with now likes it too, but we are often too rushed for anything more than a quickie. So back with Rich, we had been having sex a few times a week like I said, and whenever. In order to get them I had pleaded with Master, had shown him how high they were and how glorious I looked tottering around in them. Master indulged me but this was the first time he had selected them for me to wear. Whilst I am looking forward to wearing my new shoes, I am nervous about putting my hair up. Master is very particular about my appearance. My hair has only just grown to a length where it can be put up. I had presented myself with my hair up once before. I had not received.