My rod was surrounded by her velvety softness and tenderness. I looked up at her and the expression on her face was one that I have not seen before on...a womans face. She had a slight open-mouthed grinned that was kind of a smile, her eyes were half closed and she looked down at me as if she knew what I wanted. She bit her lower lip and I felt her tighten her muscles. I gasped and I grabbed her hips with both of my hands. She began riding me. Her hot hole slid up my cock and came back down on. “I’m all messy down there.”I ignored her protests and noticed that further objections died down as I licked and sucked her just-fucked pussy. After I’d gotten most of the sperm from her channel, I moved up and started sucking her clit, which sent her into another series of orgasms. They continued until she pushed my head away from her pussy.“I don’t have to ask if that was my surprise” she panted, “because I’m certainly surprised. You actually drank your own cum out of my pussy! It’s strange,. The breeze was getting chilly, Rachel noticed. She didn’t have anything on, as kittens don’t wear clothes unless their owners put some on them. As a result, and since she had her part of the wine too (back at dinner, still in human form; she personally adored this Chardonnay but of course as cat she despised all forms of alcohol) she felt some pressure building up in her lower regions. Putting it simply, she had to pee. This wasn’t a problem at all; the only thing she had to do was to use her. The first stood a bit taller than you, wearing a tanktop and shorts that were both a bit too small for her curvy frame, in the hot evening air. She was in her 20s, like you, and a permed head of long blonde hair framed big eyes, a tiny nose, and a wide grin that immediately split into a squealing greeting. “Oh my God! Welcome to the neighborhood!” she cried, stepping up and throwing her arms around you in a tight hug. Taken aback, you patted her back gently, looking to Greg for help as you were.