My understanding of human language was a tip-off. Other cats refer to human speech as growling and assume it has no semantic content. To a stray, huma...s are always something to be wary of, even when they're feeding you. If you let them get too close, they can turn mean or worse - try to domesticate you.We've all seen the indoor cats - fat, pampered, and indolent, watching the birds outside their windows like they might do something about them one day. As is commonly said among the strays,. But unlike the others, she let me kiss her as often as I wanted, anywhere I wanted. Before long, I ripped the front of her jacket-type thingy open. Distantly, I heard the broken clasp clatter against the wall and come to rest on the floor. "Oh," Mom said. She giggled. "I like it when you get that look in your eyes," she said, holding the back of my head and staring at me intently. "I can feel your hunger, burning like a furnace. God, Frank, it's getting me so wet." I grunted by way of response. There was no alternative though to pleading guilty. It was a stark choice. Six months in prison or 18 strokes of the cane at the Correctional Centre. As she was starting a new job she chose the cane. Well in any case the Courts encouraged that choice to keep costs down. That’s why the prison sentence was set very high, and although 18 strokes of the cane sounded high as well, Ellie knew that after a few days it would be a distant memory. How did she know? Well her best friend Belle got caned a. I could hear Roshan complementing my efforts, “That is so fucking good”. He pushed his balls in my mouth and moaned while his both hands pushed me to take his balls. I handled him like a pro, until I felt his hand fumbling around my dick, trying to release it from the sticky confines of my underwear. I took his balls out of my mouth and readily help him to get my cock naked for him. As I pulled my underwear down, Roshan rolled on top of me and began grinding his dripping cock into mine and we.