My wife volunteered to take their daughters with us on vacation.My daughter Alyssa was fifteen years old. My wife’s two sisters each had two daughte...s ages fourteen and thirteen. Her one sister had Julia age fourteen and Katie age thirteen. Her youngest sister had Jasmine age fourteen and Katherine age thirteen.That had been the longest eight-hour drive that I had ever taken. Not only did I have to listen to those girls sing that ridiculous song the whole way but I had to make six pit stops for. After a moment or two of silent basking in the warmth of her arms, I felt her stiffen. She shifted her pelvis, not away from my offending member but directly against it. I cleared my throat and tried to step back. She would not let me retreat gracefully, if anything, she tightened her embrace. Then she thrust her mons against me pinning my erection to my thigh. We both gasped at the same time. My brains scrambled again and I lost control as she ground herself against me. I grabbed a fist full. Unable to resist my growing urges any longer, I began slowly, sensually moving my hand up and down. At first, I was unsure of my work, but confidence began to swell within me when the feline started to purr. And the purring only got stronger as I increased the speed of my thrusts. This is so&hellip, I muttered to no one in particular. &hellip,awesome! I finally finished. I had never before given bestiality a second thought, but now that I had overcome my initial reticence, there was no denying. “If you would care to ascend the staircase, you will be guided to your table.”John nodded his gratitude to the Maliri, and then offered his hand to Calara, who was waiting patiently by his side. She smiled at him appreciatively, and then they walked up the stairs at a measured pace, with the rest of the group following closely behind. The staircase wasn’t that high, perhaps twenty steps, and when they reached the top, another Maliri greeted them with a bow, gesturing for them to follow. He led.