His lips were soft like his kisses. Our lips moved in perfect harmony. He started to kiss more fiercely. His tongue slid across my lower lip, begging ...e for entrance. I smiled into the kiss, deciding to tease him a little bit. “Let me in,” he begged. I shook my head and smiled. It let a quiet growl and began kissing me again. His had slid across my thigh down onto my ass. He squeezed my ass, making me moan a little. He slipped his tongue in, intensifying the kiss. I let my hand wander down his. “And they act like animals. Like… a dog.” I slightly scoff.“A PET,” he said, assertively. “They can adapt to personas of bunnies, kittens. Or pups. If you prefer.” He gave me a look.Sigh.“So, the infant version of animals. Right. But, why? And how is this… sexy?” I ask.“Well, it’s more than just the kinky part of them dressing as a cute little kitten and lapping at your asshole. You are also their caregiver. You won’t be their ‘master’ as you would be in a BDSM relationship. Although, they. We skied until noon time when I told him, with my eyes twinkling, that I had reserved a room at a little road side motel with early check-in. Greg was shocked but was all-in for an afternoon together. We went to the ski area bar and knocked back a couple of shots. Our knees touched, and our hands were locked together under the table in anticipation. I leaned over and whispered, “did I tell you that I always go commando?”Greg smiled with surprise. I added “just something I have adopted since my. “Well, I’m going to need everyone’s names and ages,” the officer said to all of us. “And if you have any IDs on you, I’m going to need those too.” He then tapped Sofia on the shoulder. “Miss, I’m going to need to see a copy of your license and registration.” After the formalities were taken care of, the officer then assessed the extent of the damage that was done to Sofia’s mother’s car. He quickly determined that the vehicle was unable to be moved from its location without.