“Curiosity got you?” Curie asks. Tova nods. “Well, that’s why it’s Curie’s Curiosities. I’m going to go out on a limb and say that you�...re not from around here.”“I’m just passing through,” Tova says, little more confidently.“Passing through or running away from something?” the catgirl inquires.“A little of both,” Tova admits.“Successfully?” Curie probes.“Mostly,” the girl answers. “It’s tough at times.”Curie nods her understanding, still pulling the girl into the middle of the shop. “This here. She hurried down there and locked him in. By now, her pussy was pounding against the crotch of her cut-off jeans, demanding to be stuffed. She couldn't wait to get back upstairs to her father's office.However, as she turned to the staircase, a sudden movement on the far side of the room caught her attention. At first, she wondered if one of the dogs had gotten free, but then she heard a human voice and saw a figure squatting beside one of the cages. She knew that no one was usually here at this. Society’s law kept me from killing him. I would wake up in the night and punch the floor in anguish, homoerotic fear and shame… I killed him a thousand times over in my mind…. His form extinguished by the hood of my car raging into him outside of his jock club, the mma fighting club where I’d first gotten homoerotic thoughts about him. I held it back and back and back… until one day, I thrust my index finger into my rectum and imagined myself dominated by all those who had flaunted their large. My fingers slide through that curly hair of yours and knot them in that tangled hot mess. I assume that felt good, because you plunge two fingers inside of me.“Uhhhhn!!!” I moan. The moans won’t stop coming, but that just adds fuel the fire.“More?” you ask taking a break. My answer is a simple shake of the head. As I watch you frown down at me disappointed I feel bad. I’m not pushing you away, not like you think. And just to prove that I get off the ground, push you down, and began kissing all.