Just I enjoyed the simple pleasure of watching her smile. Just as Charlie apparently enjoyed the simple pleasure of a spoonful of canned catfood, but ...o where near as quickly.He turned, gave me a look that said, “thank you, Kenneth” in a slight New-England-preppy-WASP accent. He left the kitchen in a way clearly meant to let the both of us know that he had other things to do, and, thus, we were dismissed for the evening.“Nice cat.”“He has his uses.”“What are they?”“I don’t know,” I said with a. "Clean up your mess slut," I said. She accepted this extra pressure without gagging, and took me deep into her throat and milked the remaining cum from my cock. She pulled back slowly, lips sealed tightly around my shaft, my cock coming out spotlessly clean as she sucked the last drops from it. Claudia licked the semen from her lips with slow, lustful sweeps of her long, pink tongue. "Mmmm, I just love the taste of cum, and yours is delicious!" she said, savoring the salty taste and licking her. The sliding doors were already open from last night and I could hear the splatter of raindrops. Cars splashed along the wet Rambla street below. Ashley turned toward me and unbuttoned her pink pajama top. My other eye opened. I had come to love the exotic shape of her breasts in the last two days – more elongated than round, like small curved cones, each with a tiny brown berry at the end. My cock was hard, just like every morning when I woke up. She pulled off her bottoms and, completely. She slid it my way and then got up and walked to the bathroom. Was it just me or was she really wagging her ass on the way? And what a plump ass it was. I quickly opened the note as the server came back with her coffee. Women’s, third stall. Don’t make me wait. I was shocked but immediately overcome with adrenaline. I set the note down just as the server set down Emily’s coffee. She read the note and smiled. “Careful with that one, she bites,” she quietly mentioned with a wink. I slowly got up.