“I’m just going to call home and let my wife know that I’m OK.” he looked nervous as if to say “please be quiet so that she doesn’t think ...’ve shacked up with some hooker.” I almost giggled.“OK. I’m going to take a shower if that’s all right. Still feeling kind of a chill.” he nodded and I saw a look of relief in his eyes. The water was hot and felt great against my skin, so much in fact that what had meant to be a quick shower turned into over 30 minutes. As I dried myself I could hear faint. He held her like that just stroking her back as she recovered. Once her senses returned she sat back upright and shyly looked up at him.“Did you enjoy that?” he asked with a smirk.“Yes,” she murmured, “I’ve... well I’ve never...”“You’ve never what?” he asked, intrigued and slightly worried about what she was going to say next. He really hoped she wasn’t about to say she was a virgin. There was no way he could fuck her like he wanted if she was, he’d have to be much gentler.“I’ve never... cum.”. Well, kittens will be playful and in front of my terrified eyes Balzac took his paw and batted one of the weight as hard as he could! The pain was awful and after hours of a dull pain, the sharp feeling it evoked only served to remind me of how utterly helpless I really was. This small playful kitten had the power to cause me enormous amounts of pain and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it. As the weights went swinging back and forth Balzac continued playing with more and more. I did as she wanted and we were both bouncing. Luckily it was a new and expensive bed with good springs and that neither of us was particularly heavy, or surely some springs would have come undone. I was five seven and slim built, weighing under one thirty. In our heady state we kept bouncing into each other and I liked the comfy softness of her breasts or ass or belly every they came into contact with me, and I thought that if she wasn’t my mom it would have been nice to hold her close. I felt.