We didn't have our masturbation session again before Kenny was to arrive and Donna was distant and quiet the whole time.Finally, it was the night Kenn... arrived. It was good to see him and Donna, dressed in tight slacks and a loose blouse with no bra was positively beaming when she greeted him with a kiss and a hug that was very close and a little long. She purposely pressed her crotch to his when they hugged and that was not lost on Kenny who looked at me somewhat oddly. I returned his look. Her tongue is gliding up and down. The expression within her eyes shows both passion and purpose.Using her free hand, she begins to caress my balls, massaging them softly.I have never experienced anything like this. Using soft pressure while sucking, and tongue action while releasing is a sensation like nothing I have felt before.A twitching sensation begins to build within my balls, as my hips rise and fall in rhythm. My cock stiffens, and I lean my head back as her lips increase pressure.As I. 'Mmmm' she said 'you like that?' and brought her other foot round so my cock was standing proud between the arches of her feet. She began to gently run her feet up and down my cock. She got in a position so her soles rubbed the based of my throbbing penis and her toes teased the purple head which was already glistening with precum.I was able to reach over to her pussy. With fingers outstretched I began to rub her through her pantyhose. She had been wearing a thong but her posturing had. She kissed me, tenderly at first, and then roughly, her fingers gripping my ass. I felt painful crescents forming in the softness of my skin, her fingernails digging in as she rolled over on top of me, forcing her tongue inside of my mouth as she rubbed her cunt against mine. All hint of tenderness was gone. I reacted in kind, pulling her against me, moaning into her mouth.‘You are such a little slut, Kitty.’‘Yes.’ I hissed breathless. I couldn’t deny it. The ultimate kitty slut, wanting only.