"Nate, please." My voice comes out breathless and fueled by lust."Please...what?" he taunts, and I open my eyes to see him grinning. He's moved a bit ...ower on my body, and he's looking up at me. His hand has halted its movements, and his two fingers are buried inside of me. I just want to feel some friction."Please...just fuck me," I moan, tossing my head back.I look down in time to see him gulp, and his green eyes seem to turn a shade darker."Oh, you make it so hard to be patient." He grins up. ”“This mini golf player is a catgirl,” he answers with a roguish grin.“I think we can handle that,” she says, matching his expression.Lars then has Katsu lean over the coffee table and he pulls her panties down to her knees. He flips her short skirt up over her back, putting her beautiful ass and tail, covered with charcoal colored fur on display. Grabbing a tube of lube from a box underneath the table, he applies an ample amount of it in her nether hole. He fingers her with one and then two. ..for a good 5 min he was doing it i coulndt stop thinking he was washing his cock, i rolled weed and waited the clear sound of his buckle tied back upi gulped, thinking of a clean washed bbc all for me to devourwe smoke and he knew its all i wanted looking at his suit bulging panthe stood up , getting his pants down his huge 9 inch bbc up as he sat back looking at me ''you know i clean it all for you, get it boy you want it''i felt weak, his hand on my head pushing me down is all it needi was. ‘Aahh’ ke aawaz ke sath unhone kaha gud gudi ho raha hai humka. Dadaji ne kaha, “Kanchan rani bahut acha laga humko tohra pasina ka mahak. Chatne do humka.”Fir muh niche karke jeev se dhire dhire chatne lage. Mummy ki kankh ko meri mummy apne pao ko jhatak rahi thi. Aur bich bich mein dadaji ke sir ko dhakka deke hatane ki koshish mein lagi. Lekin dadaji ruke nahi. Woh apni jeev se meri mummy ki kankh ko chatne lage.Kuch der meri mummy ke pasine ko chatne ke bad dadaji ne muh ko meri mummy ke.