"DO it now or this is gunna get a LOT FUCKIN worse!" She said with hate in her eyes.I open my already sore mouth and she shoves the panties deep down ...n my mouth. I almost gagged. I could taste that they weren't fresh underwear but I wasn't about to mention that to my deranged sister.She stands back up and starts walking around the bed, smacking her hand with the whip. I'm aching for her to say something to kill this silence."Last night... you called me.... what was it? Your slut? Your little. Her tail wiggles a little, showing the signs of her contentment. He runs his hand over the charcoal colored fur of her flat belly, down past her crotch and to the eerie black stockings. They are not stockings but a slightly different fur that covers their extremities to protect their lovers from their claws. He feels his slack member beginning to harden again and he looks up to Katsu’s face with a smile. When she returns it, he runs his hands through her apricot colored hair, down to the sides. Why: because the excitement multiplied the pleasure. Was it the darkly forbidden, a taboo of the world her mother hoped didn’t exist… No it was just self… it was self as Erica… being a dirty girl; that made it so pleasurable …maybe …then again …it was the base physical…it was just the tightest delectable pleasure in itself. Erica was effusively anally dazed and amazed. Bernard was happily male rump humping. Erica was self constricted in startling personally controlled tightness, engorged man. She was a knock out. She had long black hair and beautiful brown eyes and even though she wore that long doctor's jacket he could tell she had a killer body.Susan drove him there at around two o'clock. They had to sit in the waiting room for 30 minutes but that was OK. What Mark had in mind was worth the wait. He had a nice surprise for the Dr. when she grabs him by the balls and asks him to cough.He finally got in to see her and the minute the were in the room he started messing with her.