Awkis, caught unaware, was easy prey for the big hungry cat. The felinehad sated most of its hunger when it discovered some amazing things aboutthe ca...cass. The body had this strange force that kept regenerating thefatal wounds. The jaguar had to kill its prey over and over again. Thispray was not only a permanent meal ticket but also, the ultimate cat toy.The jaguar played with its toy until the shear persistence of the strangeregenerative magic wore the cat out.Awkis awoke cold, naked, and. As we finished putting away the dishes and such I turned to her and said, “I have an idea of something we can do today,” which brought a lust filled glimmer to her eyes as she smiled and sidled up closer. I laughed softly and put my hands on her shoulders as I cooed in ways a man should not admit, “We’re going to play an on line game, I figured out how we can still have each other even when you get moved,” and pulled her close enough to kiss her forehead before turning us to go to the bed. Even as a child, most of my troubles started with my inability to control my mouth. While my new life was changing many habits, Master had yet to reinvent my innate personality faults. He was determined to recreate me into his style of slut and our battles were furious. Now though, with my actions I’d forced him to publicly teach me the error of my ways. His reputation depended on it. My hot face boiled with humiliation, marred only by his hand’s imprint. If it’s humanly possible, my eyes shot. I made good use of Marcie. I think she came over every day, and it was always the same—we’d get naked, I’d go down on her for a bit, she’d go down on me for a bit, and then I’d cum on her tits.I honestly don’t know why I was so obsessed with the idea ... maybe because it was the closest to a genuinely dirty act that I’d actually managed to get. Sure, my sister thought she’d jerked me off a few dozen times, but she did that purely out of kindness. Her tits?If she just wanted to hide my cum,.